Yesterday I came home from work, ate breakfast, read a bit, then fell asleep and remained so until it was time to get up and go to work. While I was asleep, some unknown person or persons came into the house, folded up the leaves on the kitchen table, and left three lights on.
I assumed it was some member of my (very large) family, but I’ve just checked with the usual suspects and they all maintain their innocence. Some of them even have alibis. I will have to see about less-usual suspects, then.
Shrug.
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Politest. Burglar. Ever.
I had a weird day too.
I got up this morning and the back door of my car was wide open, with some of my papers blown around in the parking lot.
My kids all blamed each other, so who knows, but geez, I have to wonder what the neighbors think of us sometimes.
Luckily nothing stolen…
Yes but they can get info on you by looking at your papers!
Your every private moment may now be being monitored by viewers of some pervert’s website—check the house for hidden mini-cams!
They’d have to be REALLY perverted to want to watch my private moments.
That’s unless they get off on watching me cook dinner, wash dishes or sit in front of the computer.
Thanks Brianna, I’m going to go through the car and try to figure out what papers were in there.
I never thought of identity theft.
I mostly lurk–but on occasion, I have “broken in” to my cousin’s house and made her bed, then left. She thinks she has a ghost.
I have a question. You said that the leaves of your table were folded up. I don’t understand the terminology you are using. Are you talking about the ends of the table that can extend out to make a larger table?
Yes, that’s exactly what I meant.
That is what they are called, though I wonder how many of us use those terms anymore 🙂 Happy belated bday Meaghan, hope it was great, did you see that there is a “person of interest” in the Shannon Sherrill (sp?) case today?
Geez, I wish someone would sneak in and make the beds, wash the dishes, vacuum, feed the critters, feed the kids, do the cooking….well, you get the drift! Woooooooooooooo, must be the table leaf, light turning on ghost!
I once poured a bowl of cereal, as I was getting the milk out of the fridge, the phone rang and I answered it. I went back to the kitchen and cereal was back in the box and bowl and spoon back in the relevant cupboards/drawers. I was SERIOUSLY freaked out.
About 2 weeks later my sister, through tears of laughter, confessed she had done it to “freak me out”. Hmph.
MEAGHAN: did you ever find out who did it??
Emma: that is so funny!
Not yet. I’m not terribly concerned about it.
Studies have shown that (adult) persons who have undergone traumatic experience(s) may sleep walk. Persons can engage in a variety of activities during sleep walking episodes.
I confess this had not occurred to me. I think it’s unlikely, since my conscious self never folds up the table leaves, but I’ll see if any more signs appear.
If I had went thru the kind of thing you must of went thru I’d be very scared and afraid to think somebody had been in my house while I was sleeping and I didn’t know who it was or why!
I’m sure most people would. However, relatives have a habit of dropping by at all hours, and my brother and his friends and his wife are remodeling the bathroom (once in awhile; this has been going on for months) as well.
I spoke with a peace officer in my family, and he said to remind the young lady that not reporting an incident of this nature may indeed encourage the perpetrator down that perilous path leading eventually to violent crimes.
There is no perpetrator, no crime, just a funny, odd, strange situation that has probably happened to all of us! Although Meaghan’s life is full of interesting things, hence the title of this , “Weirdness in my life, #435,098,437”. I’m thinkin’ it was Professor Plum in the kitchen with the rope..:)
So you must not believe what Meaghan has said then, that there was someone unknown to her who entered her home uninvited while she slept. This was the sort of thing the Manson Family did—they called it “creepy-crawling”—in the months leading up to Tate/LaBianca.
My relatives habitually enter my home uninvited while I am asleep. I suppose, in theory, that it could have been anyone, but I’m pretty sure it was them.
Of course I understand your concern. If this happened to someone I know, I’d be worried too. But this is pretty routine in my family. Though it’s unusual that the person didn’t wake me up — I sleep lightly, even with earplugs — and that no one in the family thus far has owned up to it.
Fortunately, I always keep my bedroom door locked, so to get to me a real intruder would have to get past that as well.
That is weird!
Something weird happened to me the other night…my husband was snoring really bad so I went to sleep in my stepdaughter’s bed (she was at her mom’s). I like to have the ceiling fan on high and it was so until suddenly at 5:50 am it was…not on. I am a very light sleeper so noticed immediately that it was off—i got up to check, and the lightswitch that controls it had been turned off! It was definitely not a breaker or electricity problem, the nightlight in the room was still on, but the lightswitch had definitely been turned down. My husband swears it wasn’t him (and I believe him) but I also know it wasn’t me, and we were the only ones in the house (I hope). I’m still a little freaked out about it!
In fact part of the reason I am freaked is because he recently read this disturbing book called Level 26 about a really terrible serial killer who wears a skintight white body suit…the book has all this interactive media like videos online and I watched one with my husband that scared the bejeebers out of me…I am still convinced the man in the white body suit is lurking around every corner to get me! So at 5:50 am I lie there thinking about how could it have been anyone else but him who turned off my ceiling fan! aaaaaaaaa!!!!