It's official, the house of perpetual remodeling has to be haunted. Yesterday, I was minding my own business in the kitchen, whipping up a p.b & j. sandwich when I kept hearing loud tapping from the ceiling. When I looked up the ceiling tiles seemed to be moving as well. Since the grandgirls and their mom were staying over for the weekend, I assumed it was one or all of the little ladies dancing in the room above the kitchen. The fact that there isn't really a room above the kitchen, but more a half remodeled ex-bathroom that was once a closet didn't really register until I carried my sandwich into the TV room. There were all three little girls, quietly coloring with both cats and the dog. Last night, Ruger, the dog who is usually sprawled all over my side of the bed, wouldn't even go up stairs. He just sat at the bottom looking up, and then went to bed on the couch. Today, Princess was home alone and cleaning the kitchen when the tapping started again, so loud she could hear it over her blaring tunes, and the ceiling tile lifted straight into the air and then fell back down. Very scary, and I ain't afraid of no ghosts. I just want to know what is causing all the commotion and then why. If I am very brave, I will take down the drop ceiling tiles and look around up there. Chances are, I'm not the brave... at least until I work up to it. The house is 115, just about anything could be happening up there.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Haunted House
It's official, the house of perpetual remodeling has to be haunted. Yesterday, I was minding my own business in the kitchen, whipping up a p.b & j. sandwich when I kept hearing loud tapping from the ceiling. When I looked up the ceiling tiles seemed to be moving as well. Since the grandgirls and their mom were staying over for the weekend, I assumed it was one or all of the little ladies dancing in the room above the kitchen. The fact that there isn't really a room above the kitchen, but more a half remodeled ex-bathroom that was once a closet didn't really register until I carried my sandwich into the TV room. There were all three little girls, quietly coloring with both cats and the dog. Last night, Ruger, the dog who is usually sprawled all over my side of the bed, wouldn't even go up stairs. He just sat at the bottom looking up, and then went to bed on the couch. Today, Princess was home alone and cleaning the kitchen when the tapping started again, so loud she could hear it over her blaring tunes, and the ceiling tile lifted straight into the air and then fell back down. Very scary, and I ain't afraid of no ghosts. I just want to know what is causing all the commotion and then why. If I am very brave, I will take down the drop ceiling tiles and look around up there. Chances are, I'm not the brave... at least until I work up to it. The house is 115, just about anything could be happening up there.
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6 comments:
Either haunted or just plan falling apart! We all know its not the dead ones you need to worry about but the living ones that give you hell!
good luck ohh just in case I wont be staying the night anytime soon! lol
Chicken! I put up with your German Village ghosts for years, and you won't take on mine even once? Jeesh, some friend!
Yah well mine didnt drop chunks of the ceiling on anyone! my ghosts were cooler.But your right Ill stay soon. Hay is it friday yet?
It's a ghost, I know it is. Tap dancing on the ceiling.
Okay, I agree. Now how do I get rid of it!
Holler BOO.
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