The Farmer was getting ready for bed and came in to kiss me goodnight (I was finishing up some things online).
Me: Do you smell something burning?
Farmer: Yes, must be outside.
(Farmer goes to bedroom and gets in bed.)
I finish up and hear a loud POP similar to that of a gunshot...not a good sound. I looked up and saw the mirage in the air that a fire usually makes and thought: They are burning something right outside!
So I stood up and my eyes got wide...really wide. Approximately 75 feet from our building was a blazing fire inside of our dumpster. This would be fine and dandy if the dumpster wasn't surrounded by a wooden fence AND 75 feet from my child's window.
Me: BABE!!! THE DUMPSTER IS ON FIRE?!@#$@$!^
Farmer: What?! (half asleep)
Me: I'm calling 911. (calls 911)
We then watch from the window as two residents run out with fire extinguishers which do a whole lot of nothing to the fire. The fire truck finally gets there and has it out in about 2 minutes. After it was all said and done...
Me: I'm asking Adam (our realtor) tomorrow if we can close early.
The Farmer (just now): You should've taken a picture of the dumpster.