Creepy Thoughts

So, I don't think I am an overly irrational person most days, but it seems being alone in the new house makes me think of crazy things. The past few weeks Ty has been out at the cottage helping his Dad, which leaves me at the house by myself - and the house is new to me, and big enough and old enough to seem really creepy some times.....

One night I ran home before a Board Meeting, went into the washroom to get ready and then headed out (at this point the door to the creepy basement was closed, I can guarantee it because if it was open it would have taken up the whole tiny bathroom!), so then I went to my meeting, went for a visit with my Aunt and around 8:00 I came home - and the door to the creepy basement was wide open! So, with me being me, and VERY paranoid - I closed the door and locked it with the deadbolt (thanks to the past owner all doors have locks on the outside of doors - which seems odd!) anyhow, I deadbolt it shut - apparently now if someone is down there I am convinced that this will keep them down there ..... but I don't feel quite safe enough, because I hear noises in the house (I know, it is an old house, there will be noises!) so to make myself feel safer I close the bathroom door (so now two doors are closed and locked on the outside) and THEN I move the elliptical in front of the door ..... and only then can I go to sleep feeling like, if there was someone in the basement, that they couldn't break out - or if they did break out, I would hear them try to move the elliptical ...... this all sounds very crazy to me as I write it.

THEN, one night I am home by myself again and this time I am removing wallpaper upstairs (it was this horrid shiny pink floral wallpaper!) and I started thinking - this is a really old house, someone likely died here and I wondered if their ghost was in the house - and then I remembered the hospital bed that still resided in the attic (I know, it should be out by now, but I'm not doing it!) and then I started to think - well maybe no one died IN the house but someone has probably DEFINITELY died in that hospital bed ..... which then made me think of hospital visits and I figure now (after my thought-fest) that whenever you go into the hospital you are probably sitting or lying or sleeping in a hospital bed that someone else had died in ...... and then I was creeped out again .......

Just food for thought!

xoxo,
S

P.S. - Progress on the house is slow - the electricians where there for 6 days so that is complete and most of the wallpaper has come down - just two rooms left!! So satisfying!