Seriously weird day
Sep. 14th, 2004 11:21 pm
It started at four thirty AM when a noise woke me up then I realized the noise was me screaming. I had been dreaming that evil little dog and I were back to sharing a house and were listening to our neighbors abuse his wife and their dogs...only it wasn't ELD's house. It was my grandmother's. I was outside with ELD on the driveway tending to black labrador retrievers and golden retrievers who were flea-ridden and beaten and I think they were my neighbors. There were so many of them. Then my dad showed up to help...to brain the dog's to death with what looked like a femur of a horse. We were screaming you can't do that and he replied 'you'd think that wouldn't you.' That's when I realized whatever it was, it was something wearing my dad's skin so ELD and I take off and run to my dad's house which is up the street and up a monster hill and of course he catches up with us and it out to brain us to death too. That's when I wake up...and there's a strange blue light glowing through my bedroom window and when I look at it it's gone. Now that side of the house is no where near other houses or the road (but it leads right to where I found the dead deer). I can't move. I can't even breath. Finally, I look outside but see nothing. I read for an hour to calm down.
I go to school to see how to administer the test and Karl's class does well. God, if mine doesn't I'm not sure what happens. And I'm getting flack from the one student who was a teacher for 30 years and hates everything about the class (yes she TALKS thru my class constantly. She's one you sense if you embarrass her she'll be after your job). I'm probably as nervous as my students at this point about tomorrow.
Then I get home. Picture this. I enter my house through the man door in the 2-car garage. This is an addition to the house. There is inside this, the remanents of a side porch, a screen door and what used to be the wooden outside door. I NEVER pull that door shut because a) it's a push lock and sometimes they slip into the locked position b) I have no key for it (nor for the actual front door of this place). Tonight the door is shut tight. Needless to say I'm now slinking through the house armed looking for an intruder. I email Zog (the owner) to see if he was over here for the furance. NO. He comes over with more weapons for me. Needless to say I'm seriously creeped out. Nothing was moved that I can see, nothing taken, the locks are new since the last renter. Now I'm paranoid that nothing was taken but something was added, like spy cameras etc (because I'm paranoid by nature). It didn't help that the Law and ORder SVU tonight was teh spy camera episode. (and yes I checked the toilet, light fixtures etc for signs of tampering because yes, I'm that paranoid).
Something tells me I'm not sleeping tonight.
