The Beeping Siege Has Now Ended


It was touch and go with my sanity while the beeping siege took two days to figure out. If you want to drive someone absolutely nuts, hiding a beeping object will just about do the trick.

After I last posted, I realized it was going to take my full attention and sharp mental (ha!) skills to get the job done and find this culprit. 

With Abi in my arms, I situated the chair throughout the house, waited ten or so minutes, and when the beep came, and it was not nearby, I crossed that spot off my list. 

Through trial and error, I finally decided the beep was loudest in the dining room. So I sat in there and began my vigil. 


Beep. I looked around the painted potting bench. Couldn't find anything there. 

Beep. I looked around the black shelf next to it where my gardening books and magazines are stored. Crossed that off the list.

Beep. I looked at the red hutch in the corner. I sat on the floor and started dragging everything out of the bottom. I couldn't find anything demonic enough to have caused all this trouble. 

Got back up and sat in the chair again, pulled close to the hutch and black sideboard nearby. 

Beep. Louder! I put Abi down and threw open the door of the black sideboard that was closest to me. I dragged most everything out of there. I found a few electrical items. So I put them on the table and looked them over. 


A small pump for a table top water feature. 

I waited for the beep, my face about six inches from the pump. (Yes, I know this sounds crazy, but I was beyond crazy at that point.) Nope. 

I found a flash light. Unlikely. But I wasn't letting anything get past me. I sat it on the table and waited. 

Beep. No, not the flash light. 

I looked and all I could see were cans of spray paint. Unlikely. Even in a horror movie.


I sat back down. Charlie Ross would occasionally bark at something outside and I would shush him. I realized I was whispering to the dogs. But I didn't want one sound interfering with the job at hand. I couldn't bear the thought of one more hellish night of beeping.

Beep. The drawers! I opened the top one and rifled through the dish towels. Nope. 

Beep. I thrust open the second drawer. Nothing there but more dish towels and some fabric napkins. 

Beep. I was down to the last drawer. I opened it and saw that it had obviously, over time, become a junk drawer. If I learned one lesson from this, it is to occasionally clean out and purge the junk drawer. The enemy was in there lurking. 

Beep. I found an old cell phone. I no longer have service. But this was serious business. I set it on the table alongside the flash light and the pump. I waited. I couldn't believe that wasn't it, even if I haven't used it in months. I had such high hopes this was about to end. 

But I still didn't want to let that idea go, so I held it in my hand as I started through the rest of the drawer. 


Beep. I pushed things out of the way hither and yon and found an old smoke alarm. Aha! I put it on the table and waited. Abi shifted about my lap and Charlie would see a squirrel outside and I'd shush him again.

Fifteen minutes passed. I turned it over and pretty much memorized what was written on the back as I waited. 

Did you know that it says: WARNING, and some other blah blahs. Then: This smoke alarm contains a maximum of 1.0 microcuries of a radioactive material. What???

...Distributed under U.S. NRC License No. 12...blah blah...and is made in compliance with NRC safety criteria...blah blah. The purchaser is exempt from any regulatory requirements.

Well for heavens sake I would hope so!

I waited some more. I have now waited for three hours and there have been no more beeps. So I guess somehow it stopped when I picked it up. Radioactive material? Jeez. Right there with my dining room things. 

I have been sitting in my chair doing the features for Tweak It and the thing I have come to hate is setting on the arm of the chair, not a foot from my face, just in case it isn't done. Just in case it isn't even the culprit and I have even more digging to do.

What I really want to do is take it outside and stomp it with my good foot. But I'm not taking any chances with something that says it's made in Mexico and has I-don't-care-how- many-whatever-they-ares of radioactive material. My luck I'd smash it and something even worse would happen. 


Abi has calmed down and napped a bit. She's had a rough couple of days of beeps. I don't quite know what to do with this thing. I didn't even take the battery out. No telling how long it has been down there amidst the other junk. 

I stop and think what all I've done to find this monstrous thing in the past two days. 

Scared myself silly when I pulled a cord and the refrigerator went dead. Climbed multiple times up and down the step ladder to put up and then take down the smoke alarm in the hall. Taken multiple electrical cords out and replaced them. Opened just about every door and drawer in this house. 

All with Abi stuck to me like glue.  

So I suppose this debacle is over now. I've decided to take it outside and maybe put it in the garage. In case it decides to come to life in the middle of the night. 

I do believe there is a horror story here spun through the events of the last two days. Stephen King could have a go at it. 

I can't tell you all the crazy things you get to thinking when beeps have intruded upon your life. Driven you half mad in your own house.

Oh dear God I just saw a gnat flitting around my standing lamp's light bulb. Please don't let Charlie see it. 

It could be another long night.

It's getting dark. So I took the smoke alarm outside, opened the gate and started the garage door to opening. The thing chirped once more before I set it in there and closed the door. I now had my evidence.

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30 comments

  1. Take the battery out. That's why it's beeping. Low battery signal. It can't function with out the battery.

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  2. Finally!! Yea! Now you and your doggy can sleep good tonight!! Good Job Brenda! I knew eventually you would find it...Carol

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  3. Oh dear, I had to laugh at this. A few years ago I had a similar problem, although thanks to my sister it was solved in a day. At the time I was living in a rented shared house that had very small bedrooms and lots of rooms downstairs and so I was using one of the downstairs rooms as my bedroom. There was an exercise bike in the living room and my then very young niece and nephew, who, along with their parents, were staying for a couple of weeks had been playing on it. This beeping sound kept waking me up during the night and eventually, as it was starting to get light outside, I'd finally had enough and went in search of it. I decided, in my sleep befuddled brain, that it was the heart monitor/timer thing on the bike. I never used it but I knew the kids had been playing and assumed they'd pressed something or other to set it off. I pressed the off button firmly and went back to bed. Beep. Got up again, pressed it more firmly and went back to bed. Beep. Got up and disconnected the white box from the bike and went back to bed. Beep. Got up again and tore the little white box into pieces, removing the batteries and even going so far as to place the different pieces at different ends of the room (hey, these things make sense when you're half asleep) and went back to bed. Beep. Beep. Beep. I thought I was going crazy. Not long afterwards I gave up, got up and just went in to work early. When I got home that evening my sister laughed and told me I needed to replace the batteries in the fire alarm. Not sure how they manage to make them so that they always seem to start beeping for low battery in the middle of the night though! Glad you got it sorted, it's very frustrating and I really feel for you.

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  4. I missed the prelude to this post. OMGosh, Brenda. How horrible for you and how awful for your dog! AND it is actually kind of humorous to read about it from afar- I might have smiled a bit as I pictured ou digging through things in that drawer and STARING at things for a long period of time. At least the mystery is solved. I say CALL Stephen King! xo Diana

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  5. glad you found the problem...

    Cheryl @ The Creative Me and My McG

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  6. Things like this will for sure drive you crazy! Glad you found it!

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  7. I just finished reading about the beeping going on at your house in the other post. Was glad to see that you've found the culprit and all is well now. Hope you and the pups get a good night's sleep!

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  8. How horribly frustrating! That would've driven me crazy, too. I'm so glad you found the culprit! I'm surprised you didn't get in the car with the thing and chuck it out the window into a cornfield or something, lol.

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  9. Brenda, this is such a funny post! Maybe you didn't mean it to be and I hate to laugh at your predicament but I loved it. Now I'll probably end up having the same thing happen to me just because I laughed at you. Ooops!

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  10. Great post, Brenda! So glad you finally discovered the source of that beeping! We have had smoke alarms do that in the night....soooo annoying! xx

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  11. I'm glad all is quiet again at your place!

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  12. Those unidentified chirping noises are so frustrating. I had that the other day with our carbon monoxide sensor. Beep.....beep......beep.

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  13. What a nightmare for you Brenda! Thanks Heavens you had the patience and determination to track it down! We have a daily beeper - our wireless oil tank monitor - every day at 12 noon it starts up and beeps every minute until you stop it - but we cant seem to stop it for good, only until the next day!
    Abi is gorgeous!
    Gill xx

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  14. Your little mystery novel kept me in suspence! Loved it Brenda! So glad you found that bleeping thing! Theresa @ littleputtylittlepaint.blogspot.com

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  15. I'm picturing you as you describe everything you went through and I have to admit, I was smiling. I know it's frustrating, actually went through the exact same thing a couple of weeks ago. As I started to read I had a feeling it was a smoke alarm, and yes, I too was surprised to read about the radioactive material! We didn't know how to dispose of it so we called the people at whatever agency one calls to figure this stuff out and they said to just throw it away with the regular trash. The radioactive stuff is minimal. Well, that was comforting. Actually, I was kinda hoping the exposure to it would turn Fisherman into The Hulk ;).

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  16. Oh, I hate those things. I had an alarm clock that was hidden in a huge pile of boxes in the garage. It would go off at the same time every day, but couldn't figure out which box. Drove me crazy for days. xo Laura

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  17. when I had that happen a few months ago, I found it was my smoke alarm that is also a CO@ alarm. I got it down from the tall ceiling and waited for the beeps. read on the thing you have to count them in sequence. to see if the thing is malfunctioning or just need batteries. I knew it did not need new batteries so it was malfunctioning. I have 3 different ones in my house with different batteries so I took a marker and wrote on them what kind of batteries they needed. I have another C02 one that uses a 9 volt and it will beep if the battery is low even though it is plugged in to the wall too. so much for our high tech world-at times a good thing and at times annoying.

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  18. Wow~ Hope you (and sweet Abi) have gotten your sanity back! :)
    Susan

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  19. Dear Brenda
    What was a very annoying time for you made for a very funny post. I loved your description of trying to find the beep. Glad you now have peace and also evidence :)

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  20. Brenda,
    Thank goodness you finally found the "beep" honestly-I was following right behind you looking over your shoulder-great story!
    Jemma

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  21. Bless your heart! That is enough to drive anyone insane! I am a new reader, and I am in love with your blog! Oh, and your pups! They are adorbs.

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  22. Bless your heart! I'm so glad you finally found the beep!
    Happy Thanksgiving!

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  23. Hahaha, I had to laugh when you said you memorized the wording on the back of that darn thing! Thank goodness it's banned to the garage now where it can work it torture on deaf ears! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Brenda, and the fur babies too!

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  24. I hate to hear that you and your dogs had to go through that experience. I had something somewhat similar happen here last month. I tossed out an ancient smoke detector when I hung up a brand new one. A couple of hours later, I heard a beeping sound outside, but I had long forgotten about that smoke detector. I was convinced the sound was coming from a neighbor's garage. After the beeping went on for two hours, I headed over to tell the neighbor about the racket in their garage, and thank goodness I walked by our garbage can and realized the sound was coming from inside of it. That smoke detector was beeping away. I fished it out and removed the battery, and the sound stopped. I was so glad I didn't embarrass myself by going to the neighbor when I had caused the racket myself. So, be sure to remove the battery from your old smoke detector, or that beeping will keep the neighborhood awake instead of your pets!

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  25. Been through this one, too. It is not fun. Have learned to change all those batteries once a year in October.

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  26. That is so funny Brenda. Never had that happen and hope not to after your tale of woe. Glad you found it and will get a good nights sleep.
    Cindy

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  27. It happened to me at 3 o'clock at night: it was the monoxyde of carbon detector. It means the batteries are low and you should change them and go back to bed!

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  28. I heard a funny story awhile back that this same thing happened to a lady. come to find out it was the battery in her pacemaker going off. yikes!

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  29. I hate the smoke alarms in our house. I change the batteries regularly, but it seems they don't care and beep me into madness. Boy, do I understand this

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