The alarm started it’s beep beep beep this morning and I quickly put an end to it. Husband says “I hope I was dreaming, but a little while ago I felt” and he poked his finger in to my back a couple of times.
Immediately I was intrigued.
There has been some activity in this house that is not of mine or husband’s doing.
I look at him, as best as I could in the dark. He says “there was no way in hell I was going to look and see who it was”.
I started laughing.
It was not me because his back was away from me. Besides, I was sleeping.
Now to be quite honest I really don’t know what I believe in when it comes to ghosts, or spirits or other worldly beings. I really don’t know if I believe in them or not.
But first in Ireland, and now in this house…. There are too many funny things going on. And when I say funny, I mean funny. At least to us. None of it has scared us. It has made us sit up and pay attention, or like this morning, laugh. I have no idea what it is. Or who it is. Or if it is anything. All I’m saying, is it if it is something I respectfully request that it remains joyful and pleasant.
And I hope it reads this blog to know that.