I have wondered often of late why I have such chronic insomnia. I try to sleep, but no matter if I go to bed at 9pm or 10pm or midnight… I awaken at 2am, 3am, 4am. Bolt upright and fully conscious. When I wake up, so do the animals. It is a vicious cycle. Fortunately the sweetie slumbers on.
Why? I sometime lament.
Well, tonight (today?) I have a reason.
I was awake as I often am, and trying to go back to sleep by looking on the web. News, job opportunities, the usual.
I was about fully immersed, when I thought I smelled something. I discounted it as impossible. A burning smell. I opened the door and smelled outside. Nothing. Went back to my desk. Smelled a whiff. Went to the door of the den. The smell was stronger. Now I have a vent plate in the door itself. I bent down and the smell was unmistakable. SMOKE.
Open the door and it is hard to see due to the acrid burning white smoke. I see flames on top of the stove. There is a fire extinguisher next to the stove, but in my hast to dampen things, I grab what I have handy… a half-empty bottle of Gator Aid. I dump it on the base of the fire. I notice the answer to why a fire and why now?. The stove (electric) has a burner set to maximum. The stove had been cold and inactive minutes before as I had just obtained the drink.
All I can think of is a freak accident involving a cat altercation bumping into the stove control. A screwdriver and a bag of fresh fruit was what was on fire. Most of the smoke came from the burning plastics in the handle. A pile of tile cleaning rags nearby was hot but not yet alight. Why was stuff on the stove like that? The same reason I had no water handy. I was still completing the installation of a new sink and counters in the kitchen. Thus the water was still cut off.
If I didn’t have insomnia….
I would have been at the other end of the house. And would not have caught the smell until much, much later. Giving the accident far more time to spread….
This did not happen tonight (today)....
because G_d gave me insomnia.