...who you gonna call? No, really. Who?
So I'm sitting here, just waiting for the next weird thing to happen. Hoping it doesn't, but already freaking out inside, because I've been walking around my house in a frightened stupor for a couple of days now.
Not that things are flying around, or dishes are voluntarily throwing themselves from our shelves. Nor have I seen full blown apparitions. But I get the feeling that someone is messing with me. As in, someone not alive. As in, the freakiest feeling on earth. But only when the kids are asleep and Husband is gone, and I am ALL ALONE.
I'm not so excited about this.
But still, nothing huge has happened - not that that was an invitation, whoever you are. (Do ghosts read blogs?) So it could still be my imagination....maybe.
Yesterday, I put my kids on their busses and stuck the little ones in bed. I was eating my lunch and wasting time online when something started beeping. Watch like beeping. (Or bomb like beeping, but I kind of doubted that someone out there wants to physically blow me into a million pieces.)
So I went searching for the beeping.
And in last night's attempt to diaper Monkey before bed I had pulled out an old abandoned diaper bag that I had never cleaned out and it was still sitting on the piano (which is right behind the computer desk, just to give you a clearer mental image.) The beeping was obviously coming from the bag. At the very bottom of the bag was a purple watch head, going off.
I bought this particular watch about 4 years ago, and stopped using it a couple years after when the straps had broken off. I don't really know why it was in the bag, other than there was a lot of crap in there. This bag was tossed into the toy closet about a year ago when I got a new bag.
My husband's theory is that the alarm has been going off every day and we just didn't hear it. But it was clearly audible from outside of the bag, and someone is always in the toy closet and yet no one ever heard it.
Also, upon further inspection, I noticed that the watch is telling PERFECT time. Which isn't that big of deal, except that I can't even keep the clocks hanging on my walls telling the right time. None of them do. Also, I have no clue how to set the time on watches, so chances are that it never really did say the exact right time. And also, I've never replaced the battery in this watch, and it's getting kind of old. Especially if it has been supposedly beeping every day, right?
The creepiest part about it all, is when I discovered that the alarm is set for 9 something at night, and this happened at 1:15. Explain that one.
So yeah....
I'm creeped out. And the thing is, whoever this person is, they're just doing stuff to annoy me. The little foam piece that I do NOT remember putting in my pocket. The whispering monitor (ok that one was super creepy.) And now the watch thing? They have too much time on their hands, and I'm sure they're getting tremendous kicks out of this.
So, whoever you are -ghost reading my blog- STOP IT!!! I mean it. really. please? Because I really don't know who to call.
So I'm sitting here, just waiting for the next weird thing to happen. Hoping it doesn't, but already freaking out inside, because I've been walking around my house in a frightened stupor for a couple of days now.
Not that things are flying around, or dishes are voluntarily throwing themselves from our shelves. Nor have I seen full blown apparitions. But I get the feeling that someone is messing with me. As in, someone not alive. As in, the freakiest feeling on earth. But only when the kids are asleep and Husband is gone, and I am ALL ALONE.
I'm not so excited about this.
But still, nothing huge has happened - not that that was an invitation, whoever you are. (Do ghosts read blogs?) So it could still be my imagination....maybe.
Yesterday, I put my kids on their busses and stuck the little ones in bed. I was eating my lunch and wasting time online when something started beeping. Watch like beeping. (Or bomb like beeping, but I kind of doubted that someone out there wants to physically blow me into a million pieces.)
So I went searching for the beeping.
And in last night's attempt to diaper Monkey before bed I had pulled out an old abandoned diaper bag that I had never cleaned out and it was still sitting on the piano (which is right behind the computer desk, just to give you a clearer mental image.) The beeping was obviously coming from the bag. At the very bottom of the bag was a purple watch head, going off.
I bought this particular watch about 4 years ago, and stopped using it a couple years after when the straps had broken off. I don't really know why it was in the bag, other than there was a lot of crap in there. This bag was tossed into the toy closet about a year ago when I got a new bag.
My husband's theory is that the alarm has been going off every day and we just didn't hear it. But it was clearly audible from outside of the bag, and someone is always in the toy closet and yet no one ever heard it.
Also, upon further inspection, I noticed that the watch is telling PERFECT time. Which isn't that big of deal, except that I can't even keep the clocks hanging on my walls telling the right time. None of them do. Also, I have no clue how to set the time on watches, so chances are that it never really did say the exact right time. And also, I've never replaced the battery in this watch, and it's getting kind of old. Especially if it has been supposedly beeping every day, right?
The creepiest part about it all, is when I discovered that the alarm is set for 9 something at night, and this happened at 1:15. Explain that one.
So yeah....
I'm creeped out. And the thing is, whoever this person is, they're just doing stuff to annoy me. The little foam piece that I do NOT remember putting in my pocket. The whispering monitor (ok that one was super creepy.) And now the watch thing? They have too much time on their hands, and I'm sure they're getting tremendous kicks out of this.
So, whoever you are -ghost reading my blog- STOP IT!!! I mean it. really. please? Because I really don't know who to call.
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I have to admit, that's a lot of weird-o stuff. If I see Bill Murray I'll send him your way.
It was the refrigerator.
She'd never heard it before.
And, they like to bark at nonexistent noises and chase things that aren't really there. Or are they?
Sorry. This probably didn't help.
Watches can go on forever. Really. Don't worry. You'll be okay. :)
If I had one of those, I mean.