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Today, after many delays, the chimney company came to take a look.

The gas fireplace's intake and output pipes are made of plastic dryer vent. At the top of the chimney, they are wired together into a plastic cutting board. When the wind blows, the input and output pipes bow toward each other, so that the output gets sucked back into the input. Very fortunately for us, this shut down the fireplace rather than gassing us to death.

We will be getting "a quote". Words of doom.

Earlyish this morning I heard what I assumed were police walkie-talkies. I was mildly interested but went back to sleep. About an hour ago (noonish) I got a text from the town I live in, explaining that there was a suspected gas leak ... then I reread. Yup. Literally right outside my front door. My husband went out and took a grocery bag to his car. He reported that the entire street was full of gas-company trucks, at least ten. I went out, fiddled with a tomato cage, lost courage, and went back inside.

Now I am sitting here bemused and listening to digging sounds. It's all very interesting.

We're supposed to shelter in place, and with grim memories of the San Bruno explosion, I am. Still more bemused than anything.

e: Just got the all-clear text. Digging noises continue.

Current Mood: surprised
Current Music: boom boom out go the lights