I'm pretty sure I have a ghost. Or maybe I just had a weird day. You tell me.
Last night around 9:00 I heard a loud, but muffled, *POP* coming from my kitchen. It sounded kind of like a gunshot. The cat started freaking out (like she does) and running back and forth between the kitchen and the bedroom, back and forth, back and forth, "What is it, girl? Timmy fell down a well?" So, I investigated. I didn't see anything amiss and was about to go back to the bedroom, but decided to open the refrigerator (like I do) and there was slushy Diet Pepsi covering everything in the fridge. WTF? I have several cans of soda in the refrigerator, as well as bottles of water, milk, juice, etc. I even have a little bowl of water with asparagus standing upright in it (Little tip from Martha Stewart. It totally keeps the asparagus fresh longer). NOTHING else is frozen. Nothing. Somehow, this single can of soda managed to freeze in my refrigerator and EXFUCKINGSPLODE all over the damn place.
"How is that evidence of a ghost, Lainey?"
I'm GETTING to that! Patience....
While I'm cleaning up the mess in the fridge, my neighbor starts ringing my doorbell. I yelled at her to come in and she said,
"So, I was just sitting outside having a smoke and your interior car light turned on. It's on. You might want to check that."
Perplexed, I followed up, "Huh?"
She said she was sitting on the back porch, she looked over toward my car and the interior light was suddenly on. She admitted that it was possible that it had been on the entire time, but she didn't think so. (She's kind of a lush, so it's possible that the second scenario is the likely one...)
I thanked her and went out to the car and fiddled with the light. I didn't actually do anything other than turn it off and on. After a minute or two, I got bored and went back inside and the light (as far as I KNOW) didn't turn back on by itself.
Ok, so then, I keep a pretty little blanket at the foot of my bed. It's decorative. I've never used it as a blanket. Fatty McFatass likes to lay on it, but I don't use it. I woke up this morning with it DRAPED OVER ME!! *insert spooky music*
I KNOW, RIGHT??
I suppose it's possible that sometime during the night, in the midst of a dream, I pulled it up and covered myself with it, but that's not nearly as entertaining as the ghost theory.
I'm going to have a "Getting To Know You" conversation with the ghost tonight. I think it's a chick. I don't know why exactly, I just think it seems more like a girl thing to cover me with a blanket and also, it kind of creeps me out to think it's a dude ghost. Like, I don't care if a lady ghost sees me spending quality time with myself, but a guy ghost might get all aroused and want to participate. AND, in the event that I ever have a live man in my apartment again (shut-up, it could happen!), I'm afraid a boy ghost would get jealous and get into a spectral pissing match with my corporeal gentleman caller and that is some hassle I don't need.
Do any of you have ghosts? Are you friends with them or do you ignore each other? How do you co-habitate? I may need tips. Story Time!!