I hate my house alarm
I’m not sure I would have installed a house alarm myself but when we moved in, there it was. It seemed silly not to activate it and I think we get a break on our house insurance for it too. I love my house alarm when we are on vacation. The rest of the year, I hate it.
Literally every time I set the alarm I cringe a bit. Even setting it seems loud to me. And, being a light sleeper, just the thought of it going off can make it hard to fall asleep. It is amazingly, screechingly, ear-splittingly loud. Which of course is part of the point but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
So picture this: It’s 3:44 a.m. and I wake up. I don’t know why so I stop to listen for a second… no, none of the kids are walking around so everything is fine. And then I hear a “chirp.” It’s the alarm notification chirp. Not the alarm going off mind you (remember that’s loud enough to make my ear drums explode) but there it goes again… chirp.
I get out of bed to stare at the alarm panel. A unit has a low battery. I know this, it chirped at me last week but I haven’t had time to do anything about it so I bypassed that unit and all seemed peaceful. Until 3:44 this morning. Because all alarm systems need to tell me something is wrong in the middle of the night of course.
I don’t know what to do so I layer 4-5 layers of masking tape over the speaker on the panel and go back to bed.
There isn’t enough masking tape in the world to stop me from hearing it.
I try to do some yoga breathing and focus on the sound of my breath.
I try to plan out my day in detail… say a few prayers… something to help me focus on my inner voice.
I contemplate just getting out of bed, after all I have a lot to do. But I am stubborn and I know I need more sleep.
I remember looking at the clock at 4:48 and telling myself that if I looked one more time I was getting up. Somehow I dozed off but I still woke up before my alarm went off at 5:40. Because… chirp.