HI, it's Thursday morning here....and I finally woke up because the sun is high and shining HOT through the window right on my face, in fact, when i looked in the mirror i saw that half of my face is red and the other is white.
Gosh it's already NOON on the East Coast.
So , let me tell you about last night, and this letter is not going out to my kids or my Dad.
I have been getting scared at night. Well even during the day. Im not as brave as i thought i was apparently.
Im haunted by stories of a bear that broke into someone's screened in porch and by discovering the evidence of it hunting here just beyond the yard.
There is the orchard that they destroyed last summer, the compost bin out in the garden and the dog food in the closet out on the porch here.
I have to laugh because every time i cook something and it smells good i think to my self " oh why did i go and do that? Now the beast will smell it"!
(im even worried about it smelling my estrogen cream) LOL
Also there is a lot of drug activity here in Berry Creek and some violent crime has occurred here. And though there is no drug activity on this property I worry about being isolated.
well, last night i was particularly edgy, even though i have been sleeping wonderfully and soundly without getting up the usual 5 or 6 times i have been sleeping through the nights.
so, i got on the computer, i read a cookbook, i watched television, i played suduko and finally at 10:30 climbed into bed telling myself to buck up. get your head together girl!
well, something woke me up at 1:30. i thought it was the bean sprouts i'd added to my fried brown rice. And i hobbled downstairs to the bathroom, trying to ignore the sounds of light thumping and creaking. I attributed it all to sounds a house makes especially when the temp. is dropping and the wood and nails are contracting.
I lie down, snuggled under the covers, looked out on the moonsoaked night
and closed my eyes.....still telling myself that those creaking , tapping, thumping noises coming from behind the headboard (?) or on the ceiling (?)were just the settling sounds of an old house.
and it just got louder and louder.....then it started scratching. It was surely scratching to get in....or get out if it was trapped inside here behind a wall. It rythmcaly ( sorry spelling) tapped and scratched and tapped and scratched and tapped and scratched. And even though i banged on the wall it wouldn't stop. was it someone purposely hiding in the closet? trying to scare me?
I won't tell you the scenarios that went on in my imagination.
Or about how i imagined getting my clothes on in the dark grabbing my bag with the car keys and bear spray and trying to sneak out and drive away but of course would have to get out of the car to unlock the gate!
Now i don't believe a mouse could scratch that loud or make a thumping sound when it walked across the roof or attic floor. And i don't believe a squirrel is a nocturnal creature. So i can deduce only that there is a raccoon here inside the wall behind the headboard or in the attic or on the roof....
im going to have to figure how to get it out.
I listened to it for quite a while and banged on the wall i also turned on the radio .....finally when i turned on the light , the ceiling light it stopped
so i lie there listening and......at about 3:30 i turned off the big light and turned o n the little light. I never heard it again. now in the daylight i will be braver about doing a little investigation.
if i figure it out ill let you know.
xo
your timid friend with the big imagination., sally
and ya wonder why i don't watch horror movies
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