This is scarey

Today, I worked on a hall mirror and clothes rack (not sure what to call it) until about 2 pm, then I went to our Byesville store as my wife thought I'd be needed to move some furniture she had sold. I did go on line this am for less than half an hour to check my mail. So no one was home, except the dogs, from 2 until almost 7pm. The house is locked before either of us leave. This evening, about 7:30 give or take 15 minutes, I went to the computer to again check my mail. Lying on the computer keyboard was a scringe. A rather large scringe, which neither I nor my wife recognised. Back when I was still teaching school, I kept a small scringe which I loaded with rubbing alcohol and squirted into magic markers to rejuvenate them. I've been retired for quite a long time an am not certain that scringe is even still around. But this scringe is three times as big as that one was. Where did it come from and how did it get on my computer keyboard. Can't blame this one on the dogs and neither me nor my wife was home from 2 to 7. This is really eerie. Suggestions?

An apology

I just recently learned that I actually have comments on some of my postings. Unfortunately this blog was sending those comments to Spam and I never knew they were there. I apologize to those who commented and I didn't respond. I have gone back and responded to comments that are now 2 and 3 years old. I will respond to comments and questions from this point forward. I wondered for some time why I got no comments on this blog as I did have comments on a previous blog. I simply did not know the comments were there. Again sorry.

My turn at the store

The first time I tried to post this something went wrong and it did not publish. I'll try again. The store survived my running it for a day. I arrived at about 10am and began setting up for the day. I did remember to bring my tape recorder but I had no need for it as there was no murmering noted. After getting everything ready for customers I decided to straighten up a tall showcase that is located roughly 20 feet from the door to the shop. I had a direct view of the door. The door to our shop has a large delicately balanced brass bell attached to it. It rings loudly if anyone enters or exists. The loud bell is necessary in order to be heard in the back of the store where the sound has to pass through two walls. Anyway, I was placing some bric a brac in the showcase when I distinctly heard the door open and close in short order. OK, you say, someone decided against coming in. I would have thought that too, but the bell did not sound on the coming or the going. I tried several times to open and shut that door without activating that bell; I couldn't do it no matter how softly I attempted it and yet what I heard was a direct opening and closing, nothing soft about it. The sound was normal for someone opening that door and then closing it. But the bell did not ring. I looked up immediately at the sound of the door opening and saw nothing. The Open sign on the door was perfectly still; it rocks a little when the door is used. Maybe I'm nuts; but I know I heard that door open and close and I know the bell did not ring. Other than that the day was pretty much uneventful except for the chatter of customers and me. When my wife returned I mentioned there was no murmering and she reminded me that it doesn't occur every day.

My turn at the store

Tomorrow I run the store

Tomorrow my wife needs to go after supplies for her store so she is leaving me in charge. Probably not a wise move on her part. However, it gives me a chance to see if I can hear the murmering she frequently complains about. I've got to remember to take a recorder so I can see whether the murmering (should it occur) can be recorded.

Murmering

My wife continues to report the murmering that can be heard in her store. She cannot track it down. She says that when she is not busy, she has gone outside, walked all around her store and nothing is heard except traffic on the street and quite often there isn't that much traffic. The sounds are noticeable only in the store, not all the time, but frequently. I go to the store in late afternoon to help her close. So far I have not heard the murmering there. She says the murmering cannot be pinpointed, it seems the same all over, whether she is in the main showroom, the back showroom, the work and stock area or the bathroom. I understand her problem as I have experienced the same sort of phenonema here at our house; just not nearly as often. I may have her take a recorder and see if we can record the sounds.