Don’t be fooled by the title. This post is neither romantic nor particularly mindful; although, if having an abrupt wake up call makes one more mindful, then maybe it’s partly an accurate title. The thing is, I kind of set my underpants on fire this morning.
I lit a candle to start the day off with a pleasant wake me up ambience, and placed said candle on the counter in the kitchen. Then I went about my morning chores. I was putting away Christmas decorations and doing loads of laundry while awaiting the arrival of a service man, keeping one eye on the clock so I didn’t forget to watch for the Orkin guy.
The dryer buzzed, and I took out a load of clothes that included a few pair of my undies. As I turned away from the dryer, the doorbell rang signaling the service man’s arrival, so rather than carry the clothes with me to answer the door, I plopped them on the kitchen counter.
As I opened the door it occurred to me what I’d just done. “Come in!” I cried at the startled Orkin man. “Shut the door behind you, I think I just started a fire in the kitchen.”
Thank goodness only one piece of clothing had fallen into the candle. There were no flames, just a bit of smoldering cotton. And fortunately my mistake only affected a pair of undies that should have been relegated to the rag bag a long time ago.
Nevertheless, I learned a lesson here. Be careful where you drop your drawers.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
This sounds exactly like something I could have done! Should I get you in touch with my nephew’s wife who is a Scentsy superwoman? She will make sure you no longer need dangerous candles for ambiance. Furthermore, even though she is on a company-paid trip to New Orleans right now, I’ll bet she would contact you pretty darned quickly. She is amazing. LOL. What a way to start your day! I am so very glad that my friend Mollie brought me to that group that you left, and I am so glad we can continue to be friends. You make me smile everyday. I look forward to your stories and maybe someday, we might even meet. Such as if you ever have to fly into DFW and drive to the panhandle, you would have to drive right by my little hometown. 🙂 and my little place of employment.. You might even decide to spend the night, for which, you would get a nice fat friends and family discount. 😀 May your day be less stressful and more peaceful than your morning.
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Aw! Linda we should make that happen! I’m glad you enjoy my blog! 😍
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Yikes evil candle lured your panties to a fiery death!
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It was gruesomely amusing.
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Hey Sparky,
You britches done there in bohemia Florida sure enough know how to give the Orkin man something to tattle tale about over lunch. How them kitty cats feel about you shaking such a shaggy-dog story. Well told.
Regards,
Bon Mot
Knee-Slapper, Kentucky
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The cats hide when the Orkin dude shows up. Pest control is too close to Pets Control for their liking!
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This. This is why I follow your blog.
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So, you’re an arsonist at heart….
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Both of us liked to have candles lit near our computers while we worked, but we decided just recently that they just don’t work with kittens around. So we have a candle moratorium for a while… probably up to a year and then we’ll reassess. Glad to hear you got to it in time! – Marty
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I have a fear of one of the cats knocking over a candle, but neither of them jump on the counters. They’re weird that way. Of course, I seem to be the only hazard around here.
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Haha! Now you can tell everyone you have hot panties!
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Ha!
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So relieved you weren’t wearing them
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That makes two of us.
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🙂
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