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Thursday, February 17, 2011

Percy's Lucky Day

Up and out early this morning, dropping off a friend at school.  Picked up a treat for the girls at Dunkin Donuts and headed home for my coffee.  I walked into the house and it was really smokey.   I figured Mike had loaded up the stove before he left, he is notorious for filling the house with smoke when he does the stove.  I filled my cup with caffeinated goodness and sat down to check my email.  

It wasn't long before I realized it was a little worse than I had thought.  I was smelling smoke pretty strongly.  I grabbed the cat to hold onto him so he didn't get out and opened the doors and the windows to let the smoke out.  Percy Jackson struggled insistently to go OUT but I managed to hold on with only minimal damage. 
A few minutes later it looked better so I shut the house up again.  I sat back down at the computer and was reading away when I realized that I still smelled smoke pretty badly.  

I turned around and it still looked hazy so up I got again, figuring I just didn't do a thorough job the first time, grabbed the cat and opened all the doors and windows again for a few minutes.  It cleared up and I shut the house up again and put the cat down.

About the 4th time I had done this, I investigated the stove.  I opened it and it was all smokey and smoldering, so I poked at the logs a bit to no avail.
Then I look to see if it is sealed and it was, so up I go again, grab the cat, lather, rinse repeat. 
After an hour it was getting a little ridiculous and I know the stove is clearly smoking into the house but from where?????  I investigated yet again and discovered, at last, that smoke was actually pouring out where the stove pipe attaches to the wall.
I call Mike.  Mike is in Truro.  He tells me I have to go outside, remove the catch-out cover and empty it as it is no doubt filled with creosote.

I went and got the screwdriver, the asbestos gloves, a big stick and out I went, through the rhododendron against the house to where the stove pipe exits the basement.  The screw was, naturally, just about stripped but I managed to get it undone, removed the catch out and it was blocked solid, just as he'd thought.  I put on the gloves in case of hot cinders and poked with the stick until great lumps of soot and creosote cascaded down to the ground.  All clear.   I put the cover back on and went back into the smoke filled house.

I started to open the doors and there was the cat, just dying to slip past me.  And then opened every door and window in the house to let the rest of the smoke out along with the cat.


Lori February 17, 2011 at 10:04 AM  

Wow, what a way to start the day! Hope the rest of the day is uneventful.

GCK Mom February 18, 2011 at 9:07 AM  

Totally sounds like something that would happen here!
Thanks for stopping by my blog! We are just a bit a north of you - not too far at all!
Your blog looks great and I can't wait to peek around some more!
Take Care,
Gina February 22, 2011 at 9:45 AM  

Wow! What a day! Glad you were able to get it all fixed!

Visiting you today from the Hop!

Chic Homeschool Mama February 22, 2011 at 5:14 PM  

Oh my- we have a tuxedo kitty so very similar :)

flmom February 22, 2011 at 8:41 PM  

What an adventure! Percy Jackson (love the name!) is gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. :)

Lois of February 23, 2011 at 11:28 PM  

Oh my goodness...
That was too much!
I started reading b/c DD I like to eat but then I saw about the smoke...

That was something else

Lori @ Just Pure Lovely February 28, 2011 at 12:27 PM  

Way to GO, Lizzie! I love a gal who can wield a few tools in asbestos gloves. I'm so glad it wasn't something more serious...was a bit frightened for a minute there.

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