My house caught on fire...
...or at least, the oven did. Thank God I remembered that we had a fire extinguisher downstairs. It took about three hours to clean up, and we lost most of our kitchen stuff, but we're all safe. The fire dept came quickly, I didn't get put on hold by 911 dispatch, and our neighbors have stepped up big time to help us out. They bought us pizza, brought over vacuums and trashbags, and have offered us their shower to use for the next two days.
Long story short, there was a faulty gas line hooked up to the oven. This could have happened any time. I'm just glad we were home.
One of my roomies has mild smoke inhalation (she went back inside to get the parakeet out), and we are all pretty shaken. I'm sure one day I'll look back on this and chuckle, like one of those dumb college stories you tell your kids just after they graduate from high school.
I can't even explain the smoke that was pouring out of the house and how scared I was that we'd lose everything. There is NOTHING more frightening than seeing flames.
Anyway, here are some pics:
This is the oven. Obviously. The flames were shooting out from that bottom drawer. I left the house right after, but I think they were coming out through the burners too, because the top part of the stove is also scorched. The guy standing to the left is from the gas company. He turned off our gas until we can get someone out here to fix whatever is wrong with the hose.
Most of this is from the fire extinguisher. But a good bit of it is soot from all the smoke. Most of it's gone, and one of the neighbors brought over an air filter so we don't breath in the stuff too much.
Long story short, there was a faulty gas line hooked up to the oven. This could have happened any time. I'm just glad we were home.
One of my roomies has mild smoke inhalation (she went back inside to get the parakeet out), and we are all pretty shaken. I'm sure one day I'll look back on this and chuckle, like one of those dumb college stories you tell your kids just after they graduate from high school.
I can't even explain the smoke that was pouring out of the house and how scared I was that we'd lose everything. There is NOTHING more frightening than seeing flames.
Anyway, here are some pics:
This is the oven. Obviously. The flames were shooting out from that bottom drawer. I left the house right after, but I think they were coming out through the burners too, because the top part of the stove is also scorched. The guy standing to the left is from the gas company. He turned off our gas until we can get someone out here to fix whatever is wrong with the hose.
Most of this is from the fire extinguisher. But a good bit of it is soot from all the smoke. Most of it's gone, and one of the neighbors brought over an air filter so we don't breath in the stuff too much.
posted by haze at 7:33 PM
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