Uh, despite the cautionary tale below, I find myself -- at this very moment -- watching the documentary on the Haunting in Connecticut. My not-husband is away, so I'm here with the lunatic animals who make all kinds of freaky noises when moving about the house. Now, I can't decide was is more stupid:
1. Having read Tess's post yesterday and watching this at home, ALONE, anyway
2. I have already seen this documentary series THREE TIMES and I still can't turn it off and I'm still scared out of my mind right now.
Anyone out there able to identify with this stupidity on my part?
ADDENDUM: Not only did I watch two hours of this documentary before bed, I left the television on after I went upstairs and got to listen to it again around 2am, which is just the best time to hear spooky stories, right? Yeah. Awesome.
Hummm! A link to your blog was sent to me by someone we both know. I was told to read some of your funny stuff. But, this one, I felt needed a response.
ReplyDeleteI'm 42, divorced, and share my 87 year old house with my dog Charlotte. When I first got separated I lived in a 106 year old grey stone apartment in Norfolk, VA. I had myself convinced that in a 106 years there must have been four or five people that died in that building. I mean, odds are, right? Every single I night I slept with the kitchen light on. EVERY SINGLE NIGHT! After I bought my old house, I still slept with a light on, usually the bathroom light next to my bedroom! One night, after a life time of needing a light on, I decide to turn the lights out. It was a scary prospect at first. I mean, which way was I going to face, the door or the closet. I chose the door at first, but then the closet, then the door, the closet, door, closet. I don't know which way I was facing when I woke up, but I survived that night. I survived the creepy lights that crawl up a wall when a car drives by, the constant rattle of old windows, and the loud Paaang a house radiator makes, which for some reason only happens between the hours of 10:00pm and 4:00am.
Point is, ARE YOU NUTS? What are you doing watching shows like that when you are home alone? Crap! Now look what you have done! I can't get that creepy image of the kid at the window in Salem's Lot outta my head. Guess I'll have to turn the bathroom light on and snuggle with the Charlotte.