It’s 6:27 Sunday morning. The building fire alarm kept going off. No fire anyone could find thankfully. The fire chief eventually turned the alarm off after the the alarm kept rousting us out of bed. Too nervous to go back to sleep. What if there really is a fire. It’s a big building. So here I am groggily blogging. At least I got to see my very nice neighbors. And I’d really rather it were a false alarm anyway.