All Things Profane and Sacred

Today the hateful smoke detector launched an attack with me. We've had words before-it keeps going off when I'm in the shower for some reason-but haven't been able to resolve our difficulties.

It waited until I was weak. I had gone out last night, and was feeling a bit under the weather this morning. My dog need to go out, so I stumbled into some clothes and took him for a potty. When I came back in, it launched itself at my head. I think this is an omen of things to come.