California is currently getting spanked by big rain. Mr. Zoom and I love the rain.
Last night I was in bed doing that pre-sleep mind roaming thing when I felt the light in the room turn on. I thought "There's no way Mr. Zoom got up...and if he did, I wonder what's up."
I opened my eyes and in a single moment realized Mr. Zoom was still asleep next to me, and that the light in our room was on...and then blinked off. BY.ITSELF.
I'm tellling you right now, I was dangerously close to wetting the bed. I shook Mr. Zoom awake and started jibber jabber about the light turning itself on and off, and aieeeeeeeeeeeee! He tried to explain it all away like this: "Power surge honey. Ish the inert gashes in the bulb. It's prooohbly about to burn outh. Careful next thime youh turn it on, it might exhplohde....DON'T WORRY ZOOM, there's no ghost in here. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz".
Please don't think I'm trying to make him out as insensitive. I had woke him out of a deep sleep, and I honestly find it so cute that he talks to me in his half sleep when I'm doing something retarded. He knows and I know that if I need more from him at any moment, I make sure to FULLY wake him up until I get what I need. Wow. That went from explanation to sounding like porn faster than the light blinked on and off. Or maybe it's just me.
Of course, even with what sounded like a logical explanation and the comfort of my husband snoring next to me, I couldn't sleep. I would try to drift off, but I kept opening my eyes - just to see if I could catch it again. I would also see a shadow out of the corner of my eye and freak myself out. Shadows, mind you, that I see every single night of my life but at that particular moment were giving me the wibblies.
I got out of bed and turned on some other lights. Only they didn't turn on. It was a power outage and of course, now I had all the reasons to laugh at myself. Instantly, I could tell myself that the power outage had caused the sugre which had caused the light to go on and off. Even though Mr. Zoom had tried to tell me that already.
This morning Mr. Zoom and I were going over the power out scary light issue, and I said:
"Yeah, I know. I just thought Satan was in the room. I guess that's what I get for watching two documentaries from the History channel on the Anticrhist and a third one on Hell right before bed."
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It's raining in CA? Oh, no...
Let me cancel my flight. Or repack my case.
(thanks for coming to visit, BTW!)
Zoom, that would freak me out too! I get antsy because I always watch Forensic Files before I go to bed. D has said that I've bolted up in bed in my sleep and started screaming at people.
... and if it really had been Satan, Mr. Zoom would have been the one feeling foolish this morning.
Zoomer -
Probably not Satan. Maybe one of those middle-management demons. You know the ones, they work in Hell's zoning department and give you trouble when your filing building permits there.
My grandmothers house was haunted, I only had one kinda bizzaro expierence there. Sometimes at the house, out of the corner of my eyes, I'll see one of out two dearly departed pooches. I think they show up for the treats and to keep the other pups in line. If they coming by - I'm glad, we still miss them.
I'm just glad I got through this without having to change the sheets.
Al, that's a cute story. I'm a little too skittish for even freindly ghosts.
Ghost? who knows? Satan? probably not. I know it wasn't me..:P haha! Look at the bright side, you had free power!
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