What walks here????
I have never believed nor disbelieved in ghosts. Well, not since childhood at least. I've never experienced one of the critters except in literature, art, music, and movies. And I've just never had an occasion to have to decide whether or not such things exists. I think now, I have to decide.
I have written about the strange and continuing disappearance of dishes that has been happening for about a year now. I have learned to live with that. After all, I have more dishes than I need. And until one of my pink Mason Vista transferware plates disappeared after book club last month, nothing that I treasure had been victim to the phenomenon.
But now something really disturbing has happened. A couple of weeks ago, I sewed binding to the front of the Spooky mini quilt that I made for my DIL's Christmas present. I have not had a chance to finish it up, and it has been lying upstairs in my sewing room where no one goes but me. This morning, the Merry Maids lady came (for the first time), and I had a little time to stitch. And look what I discovered when I picked up the Spooky quilt to work on the binding!
One of the mitered corners had been whacked away.
Look what a mess!
This is how the other three corners look--and how the fourth corner looked when I left it.
I know positively that I did not do this. For one thing, after I had sewn the binding down, I went all around checking to see if I had got all the edges sewn. I know I would have seen a whacked off corner if, for some reason, I had whacked it off.
To my knowledge, nobody else has been in my sewing room. Not even Jesse, who would have never done such a ridiculous thing anyway. I guess I could blame one of the furbies. But I have an easier time believing in ghosts than believing that one of the pets would have/could have operated a pair of scissors.
No, ladies and gentleman, I am now of the opinion that something unusual is going on in my house. Someone or something is trying to either get my attention or piss me off. Call it a haunting, a ghost, a poltergeist, sunspots, or underground rivers. I want it to stop. I have to unsew enough of the binding to be able to splice another strip in (which, thank goodness, I still have some of) and do another miter. So I best get to it, hadn't I? Before the cleaning lady leaves.
This afternoon, sister Ramey and I are going to the cemetery to choose a burial plot. I hate this. Joanne is still with us, if only just barely. I have never started funeral planning before someone has passed. But this is what Joanne's son, our nephew Jed, wants us to do. So we're doing it. I think we'll pick out three plots while we're there, so that Un, Deux, and Trois can all be laid to rest as together.
Happy November, everyone.
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On 11/01/2019, Barbara Anne said ...
Your damaged corner is a puzzlement.
I recently had a similar mystery but in reverse. I needed to repair binding on the flannel quilt AMIL made for FIL as it had an area where the binding had pulled away from the quilt. When I looked for that area before starting to machine sew (all the binding was loose), it had already been repaired. I didn't do it and DH says he didn't do it. Odd.
I'm so very sorry at the sad task you and Ramey are faced with this afternoon. Prayers continue.
Hugs :(
On 11/02/2019, Nicole said ...
That is so weird Susan. Could someone have access to your house while you are away? That's the first thing that popped into my mind. I am a sceptic too when it comes to the paranormal. Although, there is a very cool Scottish woman who is on YouTube who swears her house is haunted and presents a convincing argument. Her channel is "Sparkles Books" (she mostly does book reviews which you would enjoy too). Her ghost mainly opens up all her cupboard doors and does little acts of mischief.
Sorry you have to do such a sad errand today.
On 11/02/2019, Jan said ...
Have you considered a recording doorbell or security cameras? There comes a point when it's not amusing any longer. I'm so sorry for your heartbreaking task but you are right, your nephew needs his aunts at this difficult time.
On 11/03/2019, Ann Marie said ...
I would get a hidden camera and set it up, probably need more than one.
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