Diningroom light

     It happened again today at approximately 3:15 est. The diningroom light went on, was on a moment or so and then went off. I was at the computer in the library, I couldn't very well miss it. My wife is in town and only the dog and I are at home. The dog is too short to reach the light  switch. The light switch appears to be just fine.

Wife's Experience

     This event was experienced by my wife. As told to me, yesterday evening, she was taking some time on the computer. The dog was asleep on a pillow, next to the heat regester in the diningroom. I was working on an electrical appliance in the pantry which is off the kitchen in the rear most part of the house. Having finished what I was doing (successfully for a change) I was going through the library to the den to watch the boobtube or draw. When I walked into the library my wife said, " What on earth were you doing in the Noah room?" "It sounded like you were moving furniture." "I wasn't in the Noahroom," I replied. " You had to be, I heard you walking and things being bumped than thumped all over the place". I assured her I was nowhere near the Noahroom. The Noahroom is directly over the Library where the computer is located. I checked the room out, it appeared to be normal, nothing out of place. The pantry is far enough from the Noahroom that noises,unless extremely loud, would not be heard there. Activity is begining again, after a pretty quiet start. Oh by the way there is very little snow on the roof and that couldn't be the cause. The big snow is expected tonight.

A distinct voice

     Yesterday, My wife was at the computer in the library. I was looking for something upstairs. I had just told my wife I was going upstairs to find something that neither of us had had any luck finding in the downstairs. The dog went with me upstairs. Figuring I'd find my lost item, possible, in the bedroom, I started there. The master bedroom is in the front of the house. I no more than than got started when a voice, definitely female, called out from what I assumed to be the back stairway. It sounded like "Are you up there" or words to that effect. Frustrated, I thought to my self what do you want? I  just got up here and I told you I was coming up." The dog heard it too because he headed for the back stairway. I went back down the hall, back down the stairs, backthrough the diningroom and into the Library. "What do you want?" I said to my wife who was still seated at the computer. "Nothing, why?" was the response. "Didn't you just call up the stairs?" I replied. "No, I didn't, I've been right here since you said you were going upstairs." . I then asked, "Did you hear anyone talking or calling?" "No, she replied, Why?" I told her why, and she assured me she neither called out nor heard anyone call out. Now keep in mind the Library is closer to the foot of the rear stairs than the Master Bedroom is. Had anyone called upstairs you would have heard it in the Library more clearly than in the bedroom. I was not imagining it. I was busy and resented the intrusion. I definitely heard it. Once again the house has spoken to me. Like I said once before, if it happened often I'd think I was cracking up but this is only the fourth or fifth time in almost 30 years. I don't think it was a result of mice or underground running water.

Old National Road

     This is not a recent occurance. A recent post to me, jogged a memory of something that occured here probably 25 years ago. My wife and I had not lived here very long, two or three years, perhaps.  My wife was planting flowers in the concrete containers that line the front steps, I was painting trim in the rear of the house. My wife says that as she was planting she heard the sound of what she took to be buggy wheels moving up the road in front of our house. Thinking it Amish going down to the local grocery she glanced up. What she says she saw was certainly not Amish, but an old covered wagon pulled by oxen. She came scurring around the house to get me to see this strange sight. When we returned to the front of the house there was nothing on the road; not even cars. She was one confused lady. Was it a waking dream? She says she knows what she saw.  Now she says on reflection the road was dirt (its blacktop now). Kinda hard to go asleep while planting flowers. She saw something. Was it out of the past? It didn't have time to go very far while I was being summoned. Another mystery in an old village.

Weird double header today

 I was finishing up putting away christmas decorations for the year. My wife had gone to a friends house so I  and my dog were alone in the house. The dog was curled up on a rug by the front door. I was sitting on the floor, in the parlour,gathering up miscellanous presents to carry upstairs and put away. Where I was sitting, I had a clear view from the parlour, through the diningroom and into the kitchen. As I was boxing up items the definite sound of someone coming from the kitchen and through the diningroom could be heard. I looked up, expecting my wife, the dog came bouncing out of the hall , past me, and into the diningroom where he stopped and looked bewildered. There was no one there. The dog flopped down in a very discusted manner and continued to face into the diningroom. He heard the steps the same as I and obviously also thought my wife had come in. Before I had a chance to get up off the floor a tremendous crash shook the house. We had a small section of plaster come down a few days ago and naturally I thought "Oh no, where and how much this time?" Checking over the entire house I found nothing that could have made that crash. For that I am thankful; but what was it?

Reading this journal

     When you reach the last entry in this journal, there are many older entries. Going to the "Older Entries" point will Not take you to any older entries, for whatever reason. Instead, scroll to the bottom of the last entry and hit "link to this entry", which will bring up the same last entry again, but if you scroll to the bottom of it this time you will see a referral back to an earlier entry; go there and you can continue to go back through this journal to the first entry which is "A strange old house in a strange little village".

Steps and a cough

 It seems things are picking up. Today, I was again at the computer in the library, my dog stretched out comfortably on the rug between the library and diningroom doorway. The distinct sound of approaching footsteps came from the vicinity of the kitchen and into the diningroom, then a cough was heard; kinda like someone clearing their throat. As my wife worked today (even though it is newyears day) the steps didn't surprise me because the time for my wifes arrival was about right. The dog looked up and toward the dining room but made no move to welcome my wife home. Just about that time my telephone alert sounded on my computer saying I had an incoming call. I took the call; it was my wife calling to say she would be late as the store was still full of customers. So ,once again, the steps and cough could not be attributed to her and theres no one else in the house. My dog must be getting use to these steps , they use to really bug him either sending him looking for the intruder, or into barking or growling fits. Lately he simply looks up and goes back to sleep or whatever he does when zonking out on a rug. This whole phenonema is quite strange and I'm sure the real answer to it would be most interesting.