Update-

Sorry, I know it's been ages since I was on here or my other blogs, but I've been quite busy


....but now-A wee update on the Ghostie situation....

I've been asked by my sweet friend, Michael, if I ever found my coffee mug?

In a nutshell- I did.

Less than 30 minutes after losing my cool and threatening to sage the house and banish the spirits from it- I opened the microwave to heat some soup- and it was sitting in the microwave oven. The same microwave oven I had used several times to reheat food in for the past week and cleaned every day when I was washing up after supper.

Now, hubby thinks I put it there and forgot about it......which I think would be a perfectly sound, logical and reasonable explanation....except for the fact that 1) I never just leave my cup in the microwave when it's reheating my coffee. I stand and wait on it to reheat because face it- what can you do in 15 seconds it takes....nothing. Not for me with my OCD anyway..... and 2) it was empty...no coffee in it to reheat anyway. Matter of fact it was spic and span clean. And our clean coffee cups go in the drainer next to the sink so they are easy to get to to make another cup of coffee/tea. OCD.

I'm happy I found my mug, Paul's happy his glasses didn't get broken. And I think I've figured out what caused the wee bairn to be a bit upset.

We are using the room where the photo of the image in the window was taken as a study/exercise room/ spare bedroom/occasional Photography studio. Well, I've been wanting to get my book(s) finished now that cooler weather is now upon us(Thank GOD!) and so when we bought a bigger TV for the living room- I requested the old one be put in the spare room so I can listen to my classical music when I'm writing, and watch my exercise videos on it or watch movies and such when Paul is gaming on the one in the living room that the Gaming console is hooked up to. We thought about switching them round- but the study is just a wee bit smaller than the living room......well not really- they are the same length but the living room just SEEMS bigger with the huge bay windows in it as opposed to the tall narrow windows on the flat wall in the Study.....anyway I digress...

So I had to move a few things around in there to accommodate the new TV. And to make matters worse, I relocated the desk so I could use it as well. Paul had  the desktop all set up with a printer on it and all manner of things but he rearranged things and got a few things off the desk so I could use my laptop on it...but since the desk faces a wall, it made me extremely jumpy to have my back to the door and the rest of the room(Law enforcement habit-always have  a viewpoint of everything that's going on in the room you are in so you don't have any nasty surprises.)Now, all I did was move the desk three feet to the left so I could sit at the end of it in the old office chair and use my laptop there......but apparently, wee bairn doesn't like change any more than I do and (s)he has been playing tricks since. (S)He hid my new amethyst bracelet the same night I received it as a gift and it turned up the next morning on my pillow. (S)He has moved Paul's glasses from the spot he puts them every night to the top of the fridge.(S)He has even moved the bathroom tissue roll to the top of the wardrobe-in the room where the photo was taken- obviously- by my estimation, the ghostie has claimed that room especially as it's territory and is trying to make a point.

I don't even bother telling Hubby half the things it's doing anymore. He's CLEARLY not a believer in the supernatural or the paranormal and he usually ends up saying- well, you had to have done so and so and just forgotten about it- which drives me INSANE and pisses me off and causes arguments. So no- we just won't go there anymore.

As long as the wee ghostie keeps things simple and isn't malicious I will allow it to stay. I really don't mind the company. But as I said- I will not hesitate to sage and banish if things get mean or hurtful.

Fair play, right?

Still Mischevious....

Yep- it's still at it. Hubby and I went to bed Wednesday Night, got up Thursday Morning. The wee Ghostie had taken Pauls Glasses from his bedside table and placed them precariously on top of the fridge in the kitchen.

The Wee Ghostie Strikes Again...

Remember me telling yall about our wee ghostie?

No?...Let me jog your memory.......

This was the photo I took when we came home from being out all day and when we glanced up- this is what we saw. And it's the perfect heigth for a 8-10 year old child...... well, things had been being moved around in the house- one thing in particular- my angel on a shelf  was moved several times while we was at work and no one was in the flat......
Well, anyway, things had settled down  for the past several months. Until this week.

Hubby and I have our two favorite mugs. We keep them on the side tables by the sofa. We leave them there when we go to bed at night- and the following day after work, I come straight in, grab them off the tables, wash them while the kettle is boiling, then make Paul his Tea- and make my coffee.

Well.......we had our usual on Sunday night before bed. Drank our beverages, and went to bed. Got up the next morning, got dressed and went off to work- where we have our first cuppa in the mornings instead of at home.
Came home. .....Paul's cup exactly where it usually is...mine- nowhere to be found. I looked all evening.
Yesterday, same scenerio....still no mug- Paul laughing at me- thinking I'm just upset and overlooking it- says he will find it...so HE gets up and looks....and then BOTH of us look- and now he's as baffled as I am.

I came in tonight, had another  scavenge, looking in all the most unlikely places ever- Behind the desk- under the fridge, behind the cooker, under the bed, in the bathtub and behind the washer and dryer. Still nothing.

And I snapped. I've been irritated all week long and this has just sent me over the edge.
I've been perfectly happy living with the wee ghostie and the shadow people, but I told them in no uncertain terms that this was NOT funny and I want my mug back where I can find it immediately!!!! It's one thing to pull silly pranks- it's quite another to make off with the lady of the house's favorite mug.

I hope I wasnt to harsh when I told the weee bairn, but I want what I want- and if it's not found by the weekend- I will do exactly as I said I would and I will sage the place and banish the spirits from MY house.

We will see what will happen.