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Old Faithful--the watch

Friday morning, I had an idea for a post and was just sitting down to start typing when a high pitched noise began emanating from the vicinity of my nightstand.  This wasn't a noise that could be ignored.  Do you know the sound a mosquito makes as it buzzes your head before making a landing to feast on you?  Imagine that, but with a higher pitch and a higher volume. I have a low tolerance for annoyance, so of course I began looking for the source.  First, I checked all of the electrical items in the bedroom.  On the second round, I went so far as to unplug things and hold the transformers (what are those chunky plug things called anyway?) up to my ear.  When I still hadn't found the noise, I began rummaging around in my nightstand itself since the noise really did seem to be coming from that area.  Still nothing. I was reaching the end of rational behavior at this point.  In desperation, I began picking up items that couldn't possibly be making the noise.  When I picked up an old lacquer tray that I throw my jewelry in, I made some progress.  The sound did seem to be centered on that tray.  Suddenly, I realized what might be making the noise and I dug through the tray and found Old Faithful, my old Timex running watch.  Poor Old Faithful had finally reached the point of decrepitude so as to be rendered unwearable a few months back.  Yep, the squeal was definitely coming from the watch. 
I had found the source, but now I needed to render Old Faithful mute.  Unfortunately, all of my tools are in the basement where my parents were hopefully sleeping.  (Hopefully--since they were sleeping on a couch bed and those are never known for their comfort.)  Because I couldn't continue listening to the squeal or I would have been rendered a raving lunatic before 6 am, I had to find a temporary solution.  By this time, I was plotting mass murder on all watch-kind.  Visions of hammers and flying watch parts were running happily through my head.  My husband's sweat pants were laying on the bed, so I grabbed them and wrapped Old Faithful up in them.  This muffled the sound a little so I then shoved them in my closet and shut the door.  Fortunately, it worked enough that I was able to continue my day.  By the time that I was able to retrieve some tools, Old Faithful had forever been silenced. I guess Old Faithful was making one last effort to grab some attention before falling silent forever. Maybe it was issuing a warning that the 10 mile race and half marathon that I am signed up for are going to be here before I know it and I better get "hitting the bricks".

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