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And now I can’t even turn the lights on when I sleep
January 3, 2008
The short white dresser next to my big comfy bed opens to such a large panel of switches and knobs that if you ever feel the need to pretend you’re the captain of a submarine, I can sit you down in front of it and you’ll be convinced you’ve just been transported to the high seas.
Every light, blind, electrical device, and toilet on the floor is operated here, and I’m hesitant to flick most of them on because I don’t know what the hell they’d end up doing. One wrong move and a spring will vault the dog into the skylight. Also, I can’t see where most of the lights are coming from during the day anyway, and testing them at night will make the neighbors think I’m raving. To techno.
I turned on one set in particular the other night before bed, a line of bulbs that emits light from the top of a wall separating the bedroom and closet area, mainly because I wouldn’t mind sleeping with it on if I couldn’t figure out how to turn it off. And I couldn’t, so it worked out.
A short time later, I’m laying in bed with my back facing the radiant wall, half asleep as The History Channel droned on about global something, and the lights start flashing on and off. Slowly. Off for a couple seconds, back on for a couple seconds, over and over, and I stared ahead for a few moments, hoping to God that Bello was on the floor chewing on an exposed cord.
I finally rolled over, shaken, and started grabbing at the motherboard, turning and pushing everything to no avail. I jumped up and stood on the bed, looking into the top of the wall, and began pulling the little chains connected to each bulb, manually extinguishing the light.
I was waiting for something like this to happen in this big crazy house, and although I was terror-stricken until I fell asleep last night, the worst part is that I can now rationalize being paranoid at every sound I hear for the next six months.
Categories: Daily
January 3rd, 2008 at 10:41 pm
Oh, you gotta try all those switches. Think: It’s not a house. It’s the best disco in Squirrel Hill.
January 3rd, 2008 at 10:48 pm
*shudder*
January 3rd, 2008 at 11:08 pm
I agree that you have to try all the switches and if you do have ghosties, they seem to be rather benevolent spirits and at least they make a good story.
January 4th, 2008 at 2:02 am
Argh, I hate when things like that happen. I used to have a bedside lamp that, in its later years, used to flicker on and off randomly. No matter how many times I’d experienced it, it always used to creep me out. It’s hard to shake the paranoia!
(I eventually did get rid of it, though - both the lamp and the paranoia.)
January 4th, 2008 at 9:28 am
It’s got to be bad when you’re hoping to find the pup chewing on electrical wires.
If you do push all of the buttons, make sure you have a path cleared so that you can make a run for it. Just in case.
January 4th, 2008 at 12:52 pm
Oh, everything techno is possessed! Don’t let it get you paranoid!
January 4th, 2008 at 5:56 pm
While rare, @CarmanAvenue and I have been known to make house calls related to the supernatural. Only problem is that you live outside of our jurisdiction. We maybe able to obtain a permit for this type of work though. Regardless you should see the holy water collection John has in his basement.
January 4th, 2008 at 6:00 pm
That photo is priceless. Also, I had a possessed alarmclock once, don’t be too freaked out. My crazy bfriend felt the need to exocize his. Nerd.
January 4th, 2008 at 6:07 pm
Lindz, possessed alarm clocks are often caused by backup batteries that the owner forgot they left in the alarm. Nevertheless, if you have a roommate with a belief in the paranormal, they can be quite amusing.
January 4th, 2008 at 8:22 pm
Ahaha, oh my. Maybe ask a friend or two to accompany you when you try the switches. And keep the dog away, me thinks.
January 4th, 2008 at 9:19 pm
Don’t worry–surely Big Bad Bello will protect you =)
January 4th, 2008 at 11:49 pm
Ooo, please try all the switches when no one is around!
January 5th, 2008 at 8:41 pm
holy shit, the house IS haunted!
Girl, I watch every ‘haunted thing’ special there is on TV because ghosts scare the poop out of me. If you need any tips, I’m here for you.
January 6th, 2008 at 3:25 am
*shudder*
…. your dog is adorable though?
January 6th, 2008 at 12:42 pm
GREAT PHOTO!!! One of the best pet photos I’ve seen. You cannot believe how much I relate to this post. I’m now moved in to my new house in Germany and although it is 1000 years old (no exaggeration) the architect who rennovated it has so many switches and high tech gadgets that I’m afraid to touch anything.
January 7th, 2008 at 12:18 am
Is it really awful that I want to see a dog vaulted into a skylight? Not your dog in particular, but just any sort of small canine. It just seems like an amazing image to me and perhaps one of the best viral videos of all time. Perhaps you should consider it…
As for ghosts, I find crawling beneath my covers and keening “I do believe in spooks! I do believe in spooks!” works a wonder for me. I think they find me so laughably pathetic that they leave me alone.
K.
January 8th, 2008 at 10:46 am
LOL, holy crap! I’d be terrified too. Wooo it’s haunted ;)
Ok. I’m sure THAT didn’t make you feel any better.
January 11th, 2008 at 8:35 am
Those old houses are all sorts of fun, aren’t they? Wiring issues could be worse than the supernatural. Because that’s just what you needed to hear.
January 12th, 2008 at 2:44 am
Eek.
And you know that just wouldn’t have the safe effect in a pastel townhouse!
January 12th, 2008 at 10:09 am
I’ve always had a hard time sleeping whenever I’ve moved into a new place. One good thing about having a dog is that as long as he’s quiet, I know all is well:)
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