SMOKE

Our remodel was about a year old when we noticed small cracks in the tile in the master bath. We called the tile guys and they came out, assessed the damage and scheduled repair dates.

It was a bright sunny Monday morning when they arrived. I informed the guys to "do what you have to do" and headed out for my girl friends walk with Addison in tow.

When we returned there was a smoky smell in the house and we both ran up the stairs to speak with the workers. They were having trouble breathing and said the smoke started about a half an hour after we left. Addison and I searched the house to no avail. We went outside, looked over the landscape and discovered grey smoke wafting out of the bathroom window.

We hustled back up to the bathroom and peered through the attic door. Nothing. Then we discovered the masking tape holding the plastic around the cabinetry to keep it clean, was brown, really brown. We pulled up the plastic, opened the cabinet door and a cloud of thick smoke greeted us. The towels were extremely hot, singed and close to bursting into flames. The workers grabbed them, ran downstairs and outside while pieces of towel and ash trailed behind. They proceeded to hose them all down while streams of water rolled down the driveway and into the gutter.

Seems in our haste to get ready for the tile people we shoved "stuff" into the cupboards much to close to the lights. In general it would not have been a problem because our lights are on movement sensors. However, the guys kept moving as they worked and the lights continued to stay on, heating up the small storage space. The towels insulated the area increasing the heat and well, you've heard what happened.

Another lesson learned at the Roderick house.