I have had some really long days & guess that have caught up with me. I was so exhausted yesterday that I came home after my erands & fell asleep on my air mattress in all my cloths around 6pm. I didn't wake up until 4pm & relalized that all the lights in the house were on. I got up & turned off all the lights, put on something more comfortable to sleep in & went back to sleep. I finally woke up around 10am.

I had some an important errand to do today in that I had to write an appeal letter to the patient assistant program for the pain medication I am on. They wouldn't help me because I have the prescription plan for the medicare part D, but with that, I still pay over $5000/year for my med (without that, I would be paying $14,000/year. So they had told me that I could right a letter stating how much I have to pay. Then I needed to go pick up the the physicians part that he had filled out yesterday for me. By the time I got the letter saying exactly what I wanted to say, it was after 2pm. Then I needed to find the Income Tax information. I knew I had printed it out, but it wasn't anywhere I looked, so I decided it would be quicker to just print it out from my computer......NOT!!!! I tried printing & the black ink was out. I couldn't get it to print, so I put an old black cartridge in & it still didn't work........so I went back to looking for the already printed out tax return. I finally found that after 1/2 hour of searching. How anything can take so long to find when I have almost nothing in the house is beyond me.

By the time I got everything together, took a quick shower, as I was drenched after the search, I was ready for the 45 minute trip to the Dr to pick up his part of the application. By that time, the rain was pouring down & the only road to Lexington it through the cascades across the Kentucky river.....a very winding country road. I got to the Dr's office just before they closed & then needed to drive back to the library close to my house where I do all my faxing from........so it was 5:30 by the time I got to the Library & got everything faxed. The place I was faxing it to closed at 5pm, but I figured it was better to get it in today than wait another day.

I decided to stay at the library anyway since they were having a community meeting at 7pm about their expansion plans......so I hung around the library in the reading area getting a chance to look at some of the news that has been going on in the world since I don't have TV, & haven't been looking at the news on the internet, I have been pretty out of it lately.

By the time the meeting got over, it was 9pm & I drove home. I had another meeting that I missed at the extension office but it was over by the time I got done with the meeting at the library....which was fine with me....I was exhausted. I piled myself & my 3 doggies into the house & decided to put dinner on the stove to cook. It was just a frozen dinner that you put in a skillet on medium & cook covered for 12 minutes.

Well, I went upstairs to quickly check my emails. I got sidetracked on one email & started googling some information.....as I was doing that, I felt so exhausted, I laid my head down on my pillow (as my laptop is next to me on my air mattress on the floor of my bedroom). Next thing I knew, I was smelling a horrible smell. It actually woke me up I think....it took me awhile to remember that I had something on the stove & that had to be where the horrible smell was coming from.....burnt dinner I quessed......my few minutes to check my emails turned into an hour catnap. I hurried downstairs to a burnt dinner in my new stainless steel glass coverd frying pan. Burnt to a black crisp....tomato sauce & all. That was a discusting smell for sure. I picked up the pan by the handles & moved it off the burner. I have a glass top electric stove & turned off the burner. I thought I should cool it down a bit before putting water in the pan. I started poking around at the pasta that hadn't burned & there was a bright orange light & a poof sound that came from under the glass top of the stove. That had me worried. I finally got the pan to the sink & added the water to the sizzling, steaming pan. I went back over to the stove & tried all the burners & they all worked. I started thinking about the bright orange light I it seems it might have been a little fire that started & burned out as there was no oxygen inside of the stove area. I have no idea if that is what it was or not. All the burners work....but there is a little fear part of me that wonders it there could be a smoldering something inside of the stove that I can't see. I turned on each burner, expecting them not to work, but they all work, so nothing must have burned up under the stove.

I am nervous about this whole thing as my Mommy dog is in her puppy pen in the kitchen.....I ended up warming up a bit of the BBQ'ed pulled pork I made last week for our womans horse group lunch & some jello salid I had made. The house is filled with the horrid oder of burnt tomato sauce, pasta, & mushrooms.

I am back upstairs on my mattress at my laptop, praying that there isn't anything smoldering in my kitchen stove. I am so exhausted, I can't stay awake much longer, so I am praying for God's protection tonight after I blew it so badly.

I have just been in my house here exactly 1 year. I purchased it on May 15 2007.....what a way to celebrate my 1 year anniversary.....lol.......burnt dinner......yuck. As long as I don't burn my house down.....I will be ok.

I have made a very strict rule for myself......nothing gets cooked on the stove or baked in the oven unless I am in the kitchen with it at all times.....no going upstairs for anything until I have finished cooking what I am cooking cause when I am exhausted, there is nothing that can keep me awake & there is almost nothing that can wake me once I am asleep. My house smells horrible....but I don't want to open it up as it's raining hard outside

Being alone has it's plusses, but I guess one of the negatives is that there is no one there to catch a burning pot. I could have blown it much worse.....I could have started a fire......but I can really see God protecting me all the way here....every minute of my day.

The ongoing saga of my Kentucky life,
Debbie