I've always believed in ghosts and spirits. If I didn't, living in this house would have changed my mind.
It's not that the house is haunted - it's not, but the land is another story. Perhaps it's because a church used to stand on this land. Whatever the reason, we have ghosts dropping by on their way to the other side. It's as if the part of the land is a pass-through.
They don't stick around very long - some are here for a day or two, while others hang out for a couple weeks before passing over. In addition to the motley crew I live with, this keeps things around here interesting.
Here are some of our ghostly visitors:
The Hummer - This spirit walked the hallway of our home. Not only did it walk, but it hummed. I remember sitting at my desk in my office and hearing it. As it came close to the doorway, the humming became louder. As it walked past, the humming dulled, until again, it walked by again.
The Mumblers - These two stayed for a few weeks and almost drove me crazy. Every night, around the same time, I would hear them talk. It was always a faint sound, almost as if someone had left the TV on in the other room. It didn't bother me that they had their nightly conversations outside my bedroom door; what bothered me was that I could never make out what they were saying. If I'm going to be kept up by talking, I definitely want to be privy to the conversation.
The Boy in the Basement - I never seen this one but Young Rebel made sure I knew about it. In fact, I've never seen the boy looks so white - he, himself, could have passed for a ghost. The story is this: As he walked downstairs to go to his room, he saw a young boy standing in the family room. He just stood there and looked at the young boy for a while but as soon as he called out for us, the boy disappeared. Weird - but I believe him. I've had shadows rush past me in the hall and that's freaky enough.
The Plate Stacker - Prince Charming, Young Rebel, Girly and I were all in the living room watching a movie when you could very clearly hear plates being rattled in the kitchen. Now, unless Paws has developed the ability to put the dishes away in the cupboard, something was in our kitchen. We all looked at one another, but true to our form, nobody got up to check it out. We aren't that brave of a people. Plus, unless the dishes start smashing to the floor, I say let them be.
The Trickster - I missed this one but it sure did play havoc with Prince Charming. While in his morning shower, PC noticed that every few minutes, someone - or something - kept turning off the water. A little on edge, he continued as if nothing had happened - until the lights started flickering in every room he walked into. Again, he tried to ignore it but when he felt the breath on the back of his neck - he ran - literally.
This last story would have been more amusing to me if he hadn't called me from work a half hour later to see if I noticed anything weird in the house. I told him no and asked why. He related the morning's events - and I think he hoped for some comfort on my part. Well, he wasn't going to get it. Instead, he was chewed out for not saying anything and leaving the rest of us there to fend for ourselves. What a guy.
I guess his mother never read him fairytales as a kid where the handsome Prince would fight dragons to save his princess. That, or else ghosts were never part of the story.
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Part of my plans for this year are to get into shape - at least a shape I am happy with - the rectangular figure really isn't doing it for me at the moment. On that note, this past weekend's shopping excursion saw us buying a treadmill.
