We were evacuated while the calendar's worth of firemen were putting out the fire.
In fact, the few of us who left by the back door were herded to the front so that the men could be sure we were all safe and accounted for. (Maybe one of them had a quilter in his life so he knew how tempting it would be to go back in if not supervised???)
We didn't get billowing smoke through the shop, fortunately, but the smell was overwhelming.
After all the shouting was over and calendar boys went home, we had to open all the doors and place fans to air it out. We placed a bucket of cleaning solution (Mr. Clean, maybe?) in front of each fan to blow through and neutralize the smell.
That took about an hour and a half. The thing is, the shop is actually TWO shop spaces, so there are two doors to the street and two to the back lot. We couldn't just set the fans and go hang out together (or one of us -me- go home) because each side needed to be physically attended, so we were inside with the smoke (and Mr. Clean) for all that time. I cut kits for
Wonky Winter, Susie worked on something else.
Fortunately, what we did worked. When I went in on Friday (only a half day because I was still not 100%) I went on a sniff-mission to find smoke smell. I have a super nose (doot-dudu-DOOO!) and I could only detect the barest, faintest trace in just a couple of places in the whole shop.
And if I had to work to find it, nobody else would ever know the difference.
As for getting back to my project, I don't need to be at work until 2:30 today. Depending on my energy level, I might be able to sew up a couple of sashings. That would be nice.
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