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Ten Things I Would Save If My House Were On Fire,
Assuming The People And Pets Were Safe.
- My Mac Mini.
- My external hard drive.
- My purse.
- The two boxes of photos in my office.
- Ipad and iPhone. The latter is always in my pocket unless I am sleeping, so that is is easy. After that, it becomes a matter of how big the fire is. The rest of the list is other things I might try to save if I could do so without endangering myself. I would probably pitch these out a window or off the deck as far as I could throw them.
- Tax files from the past few years.
- Yarn stash. Yes, I would save my tax files before my stash. I was an accountant, you know.
- Current knitting projects.
- Winter coat, boots, scarf, etc. Assuming this hypothetical fire did not occur in July or August.
- The safe. It is fireproof so probably not a priority. But it is also small, so why not?
This is really a thought-provoking topic. It makes me think we should all keep a go-bag packed with the things that cannot be replaced easily. Thanks, Carole! You may never know how you helped your readers.
* Years ago I lifted some pavers at the bottom of the deck stair to pull the weeds that were growing between them. Doing so revealed a good-sized ant hill, complete with eggs. All the ants immediately started grabbing the eggs and scurrying underground. The boys were watching and gave voice to the ants' cries: "Save the babies! Save the babies!" and "Dive! Dive!"
kmkat & her kneedles 
At first, I didn’t understand tax files before stash, but with a little thought, I can see that you’re right. As much as I love it, yarn is just stuff; tax files are really more important stuff.
I love your sons giving voice to the ants. My youngest son often does the same thing, with his voices ranging from dying monarch caterpillars to lone stuffed animals left on a shelf.
I said yarn, too, and one of my commenters said completely projects before yarn since yarn is replaceable. She’s got a point. Good list!
It really makes you think doesn’t it? Great list!
My friends brother died this past winter: he went back into his burning home for his laptop…and the roof collapsed on him. awful awful
My father was a court reporter on the T. Eugene Thompson murder trial. He told us that if she hadn’t gone back to get her robe, she would have gotten away.
Having said that; I lived in the dorms for a couple of years. Had a lot of practice with fire drills. Coat, boots, rescue inhaler, car keys. Towards the end, there, I got into getting dressed and sauntering out. I still wouldn’t be the last one to the parking lot, and I’d be comfortable.