Shields Are Down, Captain!

For all of you out there who have been waiting for your opportunity to burglarize my house… Hmm. That sounded like a cute opening when I thought of it, but now it’s just creepy. Moving on…

Last week, there was a power surge at home while I was at work. Aaron says that the TV turned off, his computer restarted, the XBox 360 threw the scary error that means it’s fried (it’s not, don’t worry), and our home security system started beeping. Turns out everything’s OK… except the security system. It’s hosed.

Now, we only signed up for the service because 1.) the system was already installed when we bought the house, and 2.) I failed to read the fine print that locked us into a FIVE-YEAR contract, of which we have now completed three. According to the technician that looked at our system today, we may have to upgrade our security system instead of simply having it fixed. Our model has been long discontinued, and even the next model up from ours hasn’t had parts available locally for over seven years.

We’re hoping to either get a major discount on an upgrade, or get out of the remainder of our contract. I’m really hoping for the latter. Over $80 per quarter is a little steep for a service we only use when we go out of town.

So, now our perimeter is wide open (yes, our doors and windows still lock), and the ever-present keypad night-light is now dark. Good thing Mom’s going to house-sit while we’re in Japan…