The Ghost Who Steals Dishes

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I live in a haunted house. I do. It’s not your traditional haunting where spooky beings float through the air, show up in mirrors, and make strange noises late at night. But it’s a haunting nonetheless.

For several years, dishes have been disappearing around here. It’s no big disaster since I have more dishes than I need--something like two or three dozen coffee mugs, several sets of glasses, a zillion bowls, and enough plates to feed an army. But still, it’s bothersome.

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It started out with my set of red poppy tumblers (photo above). They came from the thrift store, sure, but I loved them as treasures. There were originally six of them. Gradually they disappeared, one at a time, until I had only one. That was a couple of years ago. So I guess the pilfering spook decided he’d leave me one.

But he wasn’t done yet. Other dishes (and it has only been dishes) that have disappeared are three bowls, two juice glasses, and several forks. This morning, as I was loading the dishwasher from last night, I discovered that one of my red coffee mugs has vanished. 

Don’t think I haven’t searched for these missing pieces. When the mystery first began, I would take everything of of cabinets, search every of the house, even look under beds and chairs and sofa. Lately, though, I’ve not been so diligent, knowing it’s probably useless. The missing coffee mug got only a cursory glance into the cabinet to make sure I hadn’t overlooked it.

All I can imagine is that this mysterious entity has decided to set up housekeeping and since ghosts traditionally have no money, he’s forced to purloin his supplies from others. Or maybe it’s Vann trying to tell me to stop buying dishes.

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On 08/27/2019, Barbara Anne said ...

Same thing is happening here at our home. Stainless cutlery, dinner plates, and juice glasses are the items that seem to have disappeared from our kitchen without explanation or clues.

Might Jesse have some of your missing items in his part of the house?

Please let me know if you find those poppy glasses or other things and where they are found. I'll look in a similar location here in case our ghost likes the same sort of place to stash our stuff.

Hugs!

On 09/01/2019, Wendy said ...

Love this! And love a sign I saw recently: "See all this clutter? It was once money!!" Enjoy. (But that does not pertain to anything fabric-related.))
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