Thngs That Go Bump In The Nite

....have been known to scare the hell out of the critters. I'm not sure what's scarier, being woken by the thing that goes bump in the nite, or being woken by the thing that goes bump in the nite then having the first thing you see be a shiny green orb, two of them actually, about the size of your standard dinner plate, staring at you. The orbs look like eyes, and they look scared. And then you realize that there are more bodies in the room than the eye can see.

We have uninvited company. Lights turn themselves on and off at whim. We came home to the tv on, making that white noise it does when the channel is wrong. The channel on the set had been changed. The remote was still in exactly the same spot and position as when TCB left it. No way the critters could've accidentally turned the set on and then changed the channel. This was a workday, no one else had been in here. The outside temperature was in the mid 70s. Inside was cool. There is no a/c in this building and we get sun most of the day. My hair straightener gets turned off if I leave it too long. The on/off switch gets physically moved. The critters will play with things that aren't there. More than once I've woken up with that strong sense of someone sitting on the bed, staring at me. It's a disconcerting feeling. Small wonder my sleep patterns are all messed up babies. I sleep better in the living room.

Awhile ago I'd been working with a customer, and at the end of the sale, she stopped, leaned towards me and asked if I'd recently lost someone close. It took me by surprise, but I did recognize a kindred spirit and said yes. She touched my arm and said "he's here with you now and wants you to know that he's ok". This was not too long after Paul died. The staff have all seen someone who isn't there. It's to the point where we all say an extra good morning when coming in. None of this stuff happened before, but wow, there's been a ton of activity since March. While I can't be sure it is Paul, it's a little too co-incidental don't you think?

Halloween is not far away though babies, and these issues can be addressed then. In the meantime, there are roughly 30 more sleep interrupted nites to get thru. Can HRG do it? Yes she can! It's been manageable so far.

The change in seasons has me feeling a little blue these days. It's in my nature to withdraw when life feels like it's getting out of control. A step back goes a long way in dealing with stuff, one piece at a time. In a previous life, HRG would be screaming "I can handle it! I can handle it!" while continuously running blind (ok, drunk) into one brick wall after another. I'm calmer now. Withdrawal has become a coping mechanism. There's a difference in that and become a recluse. Everybody needs a little time away. Your friends will understand.

Today is my last Saturday off for awhile. It will be spent making music and mayhem with TCB. It's raining, but that's ok babies, we'll be together and that's the important thing.

Lots of other stuff has been going on. The Fates surprised HRG with not one, but TWO tests.

Stay tuned for the results!

HRG