Monday, 21 November 2011
i was scared. very scared
i was trying to sleep and turned over in bed to face the upstairs landing. there were lights on the ceiling as if someone was moving a torch around. maybe downstairs. omg. this is my biggest fear (except for snakes, sharks, mice, rats and celine dion's voice (kidding). i live alone and always think about stuff like that. anyhoo. it lasted a few (probably) seconds and i sat up and put the light on. i didn't hear anything. my little heart was beating like a drum. the pulse in my ears was deafening. i went into the landing and didn't see or hear anything. for some reason, i don't know what, i went downstairs. brave or stupid. the later i think. nothing looked out of order. doors were locked, windows were locked. curtains looked as i left them. tv wasn't missing :). so i went back upstairs and called my son. we talked for about half an hour and by now it was 1:30 am. he rang off and i laid down again thinking i'd keep the light on. i turned it off after a while and laid there hoping it wouldn't happen again. eventually i fell asleep and woke up way too early feeling like death warmed up. i finally went back to sleep and slept till 9. i rang in sick today. i didn't want to but i felt awful. my thoughts are that it may have been the security light in the cemetery yard outside the bathroom window. i can't explain why the light was moving around. that's my only explanation except that it could have been someone in the backyard shining a torch through the glass door. i hope that wasn't the case. the only thing out of sorts outside this morning was a planter near the hole in shade cloth out the back was slightly leaning over. this could have been like it before or not. i don't know.