Eleven days left and Scrammy is really going to miss me.
You know how I know?
Because things were going along completely uneventful since the battery change, the switching of the loud Scram for the quiet Scram, and the rubber “buckle” piece broke off. Scrammy couldn’t let me say goodbye without one last (hopefully the last) hurrah.
It stormed here this evening. The thunder was crashing, the lightning was flashing, the dogs were trembling, the satellite TV went out, and then I heard a loud beeping coming from the bedroom. Nothing too concerning, this always happens when I unplug my Scram modem to travel and when we have lost power in the past. I just pushed the center button and it stopped beeping.
It wasn’t long before the TV came back on and everything was up and running again, but Higgins and Fletcher were still shivering. They were having a meltdown and so was Scrammy.
I moved the modem to different power outlets. I’ve checked to see if the outlets work and they do. But I’m afraid Scrammy is…how should I put this…. kaput, finished, finito, donezo, dead, unusable, unworkable….it’s FRIED!
Crap! I was SO close! Now what?
I guess Scrammy decided “I’m not done with her yet!”
I will be calling Gabriele and John, (Batwoman & Robin) my superheroes tomorrow. They always know what to do, they’ll have the answer.
I wonder if I might just be able to go over to my local Scram dude’s office every day to “dump” until it comes off.
My mister suggested that they should just go ahead and take my Scram off now. He’s dreaming. That’s not going to happen. Plus, I want to finish what I’ve started. I will be 100% in charge when Scrammy and I part ways…..SCARY! I am not sure how I feel about that.
I’ve said it before, but I can’t say it enough. The Scram Alcohol Monitor has not only saved my life, it has given me my life.