There I was minding my own, fiddling around with whatever caught my fancy when out of the blue came a terribly scary BAM-BAM-BAM noise. I silenced my breathing and all my senses went on full alert. I heard it again and from across the house it sounded as though someone was banging on the garage door. As I was the only abled body to fend for the house at that moment I took off running down the hallway with the dog hot on my heels. We made it to the garage door and I froze as I waited to hear the banging sound that had since ceased making noise. All my brain could process was that someone was in the garage. With wide eyes and a pounding heart I gathered all the bravado I could muster up, unlocked the garage door and yanked it open. I wish I had a mirror to see the look on my face, a face that was ready to confront someone (although a mite fearfully) while gulping in one last breath of oxygen. Imagine that. All the mustering up of courage was to no avail because the garage was empty. Needless to say, I shut the door and locked it once again---just in case.
I stood in the utility room trying to figure out where in the world that noise had originated from when I heard BAM-BAM-BAM directly behind me. I turned around with wide eyes to see the washing machine bouncing to life. It looked as though someone was kicking the machine from the inside out. Never in my life have I seen a washing machine bend and buckle as I saw tonight, bumping into the dryer and jumping up and down. I was freaked out! Not only did I break the company shredder that day but I now thought I broke my mom's washing machine. I had placed a load of laundry in the machine when we had gotten home that evening and apparently it was a mite off balance. I quickly rushed over and lifted the lid and as it slowed from the spin cycle I tried my best to rearrange the load. The lid was then lowered and the machine began to whir for a few seconds until it repeated the pounding and I had to adjust the load once again. The whole time I stood there I was just waiting for the machine to blow up. I rested my hands on the lid and willed it to whir to perfection for the remaining 3 minute spin.
Never have I been so scared in my life............at least so far this year.
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