I know it's irrational, but I'm paranoid about crockpots. I understand that they are made to be turned on and left on all day--even if you aren't home. But, Holy Cow, is that a mental hurdle for me. Turn on crockpot, and leave for the day?--Craziness!
This morning I put things together in the crockpot so it would be ready when I got home to take it straight to my Relief Society activity tonight. I turned it on the lowest setting, and then I went to work.
When I was about a mile away from work my panic attack began. What if something happened, and our house burned down?! Razor and Cher are in the house! They'd be stuck! What a horrible way to die! I'd be consumed with grief and guilt. Heart racing. Hyperventilating.
I nearly turned the car around to go home and check. But I reassured myself that everything was fine. It was simply irrational paranoia. After all, it really hasn't been that long since the last time I used the crock pot, and that went fine.
But the paranoia started working again.... "That was in the apartment. Not this place. What if there's a problem with the wiring in that outlet..."
I got to work, but at noon I decided that even though the rational part of me knew everything was fine, I'd compromise with the irrational part and drive home for lunch. I knew it was a good sign as I approached our street and I passed our next door neighbors. They smiled and waved. They wouldn't have done that if my house had burned down their house.
I drove down to our cul-de-sac, saw our completely fine and unburned house, decided that the irrational had been adequately appeased, turned around and went back to work.
At 6:00 pm when I got home after work, the soup was hot, and all was well. No fire, no smoke. Not at all. Just yummy smelling soup.
Upon hearing my story (and after having a hearty laugh over it), some of my friends have volunteered to babysit my crockpot in the future.
8 comments:
You are funny. And perhaps operating under some faulty assumptions. For example, maybe your neighbors would have smiled and waved if your house had burned down their house. Some people are just that funny.
I am laughing so hard! You dear, sweet lady! I employ my crockpot regularly with no major mishaps. And believe you me, if anyone's going to manage to burn a house down with a crockpot, it would be me and NOT you!!!!
I love you silly-head!
I don't think crockpots are supposed to be so stressful! I'm glad your house didn't burn down. Even if it had, I agree with boss, your neighbors my have waved still.
but now, do you leave other things plugged in all day? The vampire appliances like computers and toasters and TVs?
Emmy, that's part of what drives me nuts about this paranoia of mine. I don't have a fear of the other things I have plugged in all over the house.
Although, maybe it's limited to hot things--because I've got a similar paranoia about my iron. Even though it's an auto turn off iron, I'm not at ease unless it's unplugged when I'm done. Otherwise, visions of Cher knocking it over...and the house burning down.
Today, I was almost to church when I wondered if I had turned off the curling iron. I talked myself out of turning around, thankfully, because I had indeed turned it off. But I have never felt that way about my crockpot. You are silly and funny.
LOL!! You are so funny! I have the perfect cure for your "chronic crock pot paranoia" (it's real--check it out on line :) Just in case your babysitters fall through, set up a web cam pointed on the crock pot and you can check it all day at work.
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