Speaking of ghosts

I spend a lot of time turning off the electric blanket that lives on the couch in the family room. TW’s mom leaves it on and the kids leave it on. No big deal, I walk by – turn it off – keep going about my business.

But today, something very odd is happening in that end of the house.

I just found my bedroom door open. This should not happen because the dog will get in there and I do not like the dog in my room.

At the same time, I found Prince J’s bedroom door open. Prince J is not here. And his door should also never be open because the dog will get in there and he does not like the dog in his room.

And then, I noticed the electric blanket was still on, the little red light flashing away. So, I turned it off… went to the front door, took my daily snow picture, closed the door and as I passed the couch… the little red light on the electric blanket is flashing again. huh? I just turned it off. Nobody else is in that part of the house.

I turned it off again. And it’s back on again.

It’s a ghost, innit?

4 thoughts on “Speaking of ghosts”

  1. Spooooky.

    There’s no reason to think ghosts do not exist – humans’ inability to prove something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist – but I doubt a ghost would be able to have much influence over our physical world.

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