My plans of getting everything I need to get done in a day usually don't work out quite as I planned (hence why it's half past midnight when I write this). Today's plan went awry around 11.30AM when I had to evacuate my apartment due to, er, the house being on fire.
Four fire engines came (unfortunately, my neighbour called 911 before I got a chance. I've always wanted to call 911) and dealt with the matter in short shrift, but it took a while for the smoke to clear and the all clear to be sounded.
This was the culprit: a dodgy tumble dryer. Mmm, charry.