Midnite Gem and Supanova mentioned that the "ghosts" in my house could be homeless people living in my ceiling. (See the previous posts comments.)
It got me thinking about how clever my man was, once upon a time.
I used to live on my own, in a tiny shoebox of a garden cottage, but it was beautiful and it was the first place I lived in when I moved out of home.
The ironic thing was that even though it was my place, I would stay over at my boyfriends house at least 5 nights a week. Ridiculous.
I decided that I should really enjoy my little cottage and decided to stay at home more often. One evening, I went over to my mans house for dinner and DVD's.
I have a love/hate relationship with horror movies. I love watching them at the time, even if I admittedly watch them through my fingers.
I hate them afterwards. I hate having to go down dark passages as my mind just plays tricks on me. I'm always convinced something hideous, gooey and blood sucking is going to be waiting for me behind doors or in closets.
We watched the Grudge. Now some people may think it was pathetic, but I screamed in Scream, so please understand that I am the biggest baby when it comes to Horrors.
That horrible sound the white faced child made was awful and so when it was time for me to go home, he followed me to make sure I got home safely etc etc (South Africa, people.)
My phone started ringing and it showed up as private number. I answered and all I heard was that horrible sound the white faced child made, followed by my man's laugh.
"Stooppp it!!! You're so mean!!" I put the phone down. He had given me such a fright.
He phoned again.
"What?" I spat out.
"Look behind you...in your back seat!" he whispered.
I nearly drove off the road at this point. I have one of those easy-to-scare personalities and I'm a jumpy person, just to make matters worse.
I was so freaked out that when I got home, I made him check my cottage, under the bed, behind the shower curtain and inside my closet.
As he got into his car, he said this: "You know, baby, I've looked in your closet, but I don't really know what your shoes look like. Your shoes could be neatly stacked there with your clothes hanging up and someone could be standing there. Their shoes could just look like a pair of your trainers."
I slept over at him that night.
See why I say he's clever?
I got to meet the Counting Crows today. They're awesome.
I'm looking forward to the weekend. I'm spring cleaning in winter and I'm celebrating birthdays and drinking champagne. Yay!
Have a great weekend!! x