At 12:30pm, after having a nice lunch with my wife, I got a call from the alarm company. The alarm was going off, and they wanted to know if I wanted to send the police. I told them I would call them back because my father in law was just five minutes down the road. Only he wasn’t, and he hadn’t taken his cell phone. So in the car I hopped and called the alarm company on the way home to tell them to send the cops.
80mph and 15 minutes later I was home. A false alarm notification on the door, joy. But the best part was what waited inside…
And go see some more photos.
I would seem that the beam just decided it was tired of holding on the ceiling. It commited beam suicide. Of course the fact that some bonehead worker used nails to hold it in place instead of three nice bolts didn’t help.
Total damage: Beam, ceiling fan, pergo flooring, glass coffee table, several glass Christmas trees that my wife collected over the years, a number of candles, a picture, some other Christmas ornaments, and the entertainment center (a little bit).
Why can’t abnormal events like this happen to other people?