The weekend is upon us and I hope all of you will step away from your computers for a little while at least to enjoy the great outdoors. For the past month I've been weaving in and out of storms, dementor attacks, tornado-like blustering winds, and temperature variations of thirty degrees. But as I look out my window the sun is shining... for the moment ... and the gusty lake front winds are forever blowing through the trees.
I'd like to thank all of you for you comments on Wednesday. It was rough, but your kind words and endless support got me through the worst of it. Last night I was up until 1:30 am putting the final touches on my newest query AND in a fit of creativity (Which I haven't had in AGES), I actually re-wrote my first page! Can you believe it? After YEARS of fine tuning my first page, I threw caution to the insane Chicago winds and started fresh.
Years of comments about my first page flooded my memory. SO much conflict. Half the critiques loved the first line, the others hated it. Too much backstory, not enough showing, Start with this, start with that ... you get the picture. So I rolled all that information up into a memory ball and typed away. I have to laugh about it now. I never looked back. I decided to wait until this morning before sending out the query. It just didn't seem right to do it at that hour with such tired eyes.
Will it be as wonderful as I thought it was earlier today? I hope so. I have yet to read it, but will when I finish this post.
Now for the actual post. LOL. Strange things have occurred in my condo over the past few years. But more so recently. Much more. Before I laughed it off to forgetfulness. We all lose a bit of our memory as age creeps up on us.
Lately, I've been blaming all these mishaps on a playful ghost. Misplaced gym locks over the winter. Clothes I KNEW I had left in a certain place mysteriously disappeared, and reappear days later. Certain papers or information I would look for, but couldn't find.
So, for the past few months when things "disappeared"I'd call out to my ghost with an angry tone, then laugh about it. Exactly two days later, the mysteriously disappeared items would reappear. Key in spooky music now.
SERIOUSLY. I live in a hundred year old building. It was originally built as a luxury residential hotel. Need I say more.
Anyway two mishaps finally convinced me I have a playful spirit toying with me. First. Two weeks ago when I did laundry as usual, I came back to my bedroom to make the bed. One of the pillow cases was missing. I looked EVERYWHERE for it. I went back to the laundry room several times to see if it was there. No it wasn't.
I spouted off to the ghost, and used another case. TWO DAYS LATER, as I was making the bed, a thought popped into my head. Something/one put it there. I always use two pillows in one case for extra support, so I slipped my hand between the pillows. There neatly folded was the other case. I knew then I definitely had a ghost. Why? You ask. You probably think I had slipped it in their by mistake when making the bed.
No, I didn't. When I bring up my sheets from the laundry room I only fold the cases in half. This was was folded into a 8x6 inch rectangle. STRANGE....
Incident number two. Last weekend I had decided to bake banana muffins. I have all my recipes stacked in printouts in my kitchen. I leave them in a certain cupboard. As usual I reached in to pull them out. They were gone. Hmmm. I thought. I tore the kitchen apart. No recipes. I ransacked my office closet, thinking I may have left them in there. No.
For over an hour I looked and cursed the ghost. I knew it was him/her. I baked anyway. I used another recipe I had in a book and tweaked it.
TWO DAYS LATER ... My recipes appeared under a knitting project I had left on top of my file. I had looked under there at least THREE times previously. I laughed and THANKED my playful spirit. This spirit doesn't frighten me. I've always believed that spirits walk the earth. Too many sightings from the masses proves this. Thankfully my "pal" is playful. I talked to a friend about it. He enlightened me that perhaps this may be a child. I thought about it and decided it may very well be.
I have never seen my spirit. I honestly don't know how I'd react. But odd noises in the late hours have certainly occurred.
Has this every happened to you? Do spirits haunt your house or condo? I'd LOVE to know. This subject had always fascinated me. Does it fascinate you too? Food for thought over the weekend. LOL.
WEll all, that's it for today. Thanks again for your endless support and kindness. It is greatly appreciated!
HAVE AN AWESOME WEEKEND!!!