I've been living in one home or another for about 67 years now and never in those past years have I ever experience any of the things that I'm about to share with you. First, it was about 4 days ago that I retired to my bedroom to read about midnight and about 20 minutes into reading, I heard a crash that about lifted me out of the bed. I almost levitated from the shock of the unexpected noise. After calming down, I got out of bed to investigate the source of the strange loud noise. Nothing! I looked everywhere. Finally, I slid open the closet that is in the adjoining bathroom in the master bedroom and noticed that I ran out of clothes before getting to the third section of that closet and had left it empty. The closet has one of those closet packages, where there are shelves and hanging rods, depending upon your specific needs. In the third position or section, there were a series of shelves that were completely unused and the top shelf was laying upon the one below it and the supports that held it up were also missing, but found on the second shelf, under the top shelf. I know that's confusing, but picture a shelf that has unexpectedly fallen straight down one to it's next position. A light bulb lit over my head and I realized I had found the source of my crash! I went back to my book, but not before making a mental note to put something on those empty shelves...
When I moved into this house, the toilet seat in the master bathroom required a seat belt, so as not to fall off of it. So, being the owner of a toilet seat that I had been storing for about 4 years in various garages, I simply took my brand new toilet seat out of the plastic that I had stored it and installed it onto the commode. That's when I noticed that the stored toilet seat had just about disintegrated from AZ's summer heat. I laughed as I tossed the second toilet seat into the dumpster. I went to my new favorite store and asked the nice people at Walmart to show me to the toilet seat section, but only after finding someone that spoke English. I found and purchased a new wooden toilet seat, for the mere price of $13.95 and it didn't even require a seat belt! Taking home my newest purchase, I quickly installed it and have had the relief and pleasure of using it for the past couple of weeks. That being said, last night, about 10 minutes after getting into bed to finish the horrible book I'd been reading, AGAIN, there was a terrible crash in my sleeping quarters restroom. This time, the loud noise actually levitated me and cause goose bumps that covered my entire body and stayed for several seconds and left me shaking. HOLY CRAP, what's going on? This time, the first place I went was to the toilet seat and it was in the down position, you know, the ways ladies like it and I had just used it and knew it was up!!! In my entire life, a toilet seat has never, on it's own, changed positions. That's freaking haunted!
Another sure sign that your house is haunted, is a cat sitting on your roof at about 5 PM (I looked it up). This one, I did not see coming. Yesterday, right at 5 PM, I happened to gaze out the window and this is what I saw!
