More Bearings

So tonight when I return from work I go through my normal routine which consists of taking the dog out for a quick walk, then taking a shower, followed by either myself or my girlfriend cooking a meal. Well tonight as she is working late I decided to cook a nice meal after my shower.

Now if you can picture the house, basically I have two bathrooms. One has a bath and the other a shower, but both are situated at different ends of the house. My bedroom is situated roughly in the middle of them both. Well I went to the shower room, and turned on the shower, walked back to my bedroom to get my dressing gown, then walked back and took my shower,  nothing unusual in that.

So when I left the shower room and walked back to the bedroom, I stood on a tiny small bearing in the hall way. Now fair enough it could of been tracked into the house, but I had only just walked alone the hall way and didn't notice anything there.

So that now makes around 7 of these little things, and they are very tiny. This time I have kept the bearing and photographed it next to a hazel nut just for scale.

The Mirror

Another thing that seems to happen in this house is the ever increasing amounts of shadow people that are seen. Now I have read these can be down to high blood pressure, or stress, but basically these are the shadows you see out of the corner of your eyes. In my case more my left eye, although I have no idea as to why.

So one of these spots seems to be in the main bedroom, the room is a little cold, but otherwise very large and nice. The attraction of the bedroom is a rather large mirror that dates back a long time. I'm not sure of the exact age but was told it was near to when the house was built. I will often lay in the bed at night time and see dark objects out of the corner of my left eye in the mirror.

I did try to video the mirror once with my mobile phone, but sadly it was just to dark to see anything.

Update

Well last night I was in bed watching a little T.V and I suspect because I had posted about the mirror it was on my mind. Well as I laid there I became every more conscious of the fact that it felt like something was moving in the corner of my eye in the mirror. 
So as I laid looking in the other direction I took a sneaky photo with my Nokia E63 phone. As you can see the photo isn't the best, but upon closer inspection of the photo today, it's apparent that something seems to be in the reflection of the mirror.

Oil & Bearings

This one is really bizarre, but I have to share it with you all.

For the first few weeks of living here I would get random sniffs of oil or some kind of industrial oil smell, but it didn't end there, something really odd was the simple fact I would also find very small ball bearings on the floor in the hall way or in the carpet. I actually thought that maybe the vacuum cleaner was begging to pack up ? or that some of the furniture I had moved in was falling apart. But these bearings were really small, I think in all I found about 7 of them, sadly all of which I threw in the bin. At the time I thought nothing more of it, so it didn't bother me. It's only when I look back it seems to add to the bigger picture.

Somethings Cooking

So again last night I awoke around 00:48, and beside me was my girlfriend fast asleep, and for some odd reason I could smell Shepard's Pie. Now bearing in mind it's January so I haven't any windows open, and also it's the middle of the night. So I get up, and go to the bathroom to have a pee, then I walk around the house just to make sure everything is off and as it should be, and I'm 100% convinced I can smell cooking. Yet apart from my girlfriend in bed and the dog, the house is empty.

Now this isn't the first time this has happened, I already reported a while ago the smell of bacon and cheese in the day time, but there was also one more account of me waking up about a week ago and smelling roast beef in the middle of the night. At the time I put it down to it just being Christmas and the fact that lots of food was around. But after last night I am starting to think that something isn't 100% right.

I'm sure over the next few nights I will awake and smell something again, and if I do I will post it up for you all to read.

The Dream

3rd May 2013

Shortly after viewing the house I was moving into I had a horrible dream, it wasn't a very nice dream at all, and to be truthful one of only a couple of dreams in my life that have actually managed to wake me up in the middle of the night (3:10am).

So why the picture above, basically this is where the dream took place. The dream was pretty straight forward and only consisted of me setting up some furniture in the room pictured, and unbeknown to me as the field of view opened up in my dream, it showed me working, and as the picture moved around to show the cupboard unit (pictured), there was a young boy stood in the room with me that I couldn't see and could only be seen in the mirror. I think I woke up thinking the boy's face changed to something nasty, but I'm not 100% sure that is what actually happened at all, and could of just been how I thought I saw things then.

Needless to say this is the room I have felt to be the strangest of them all, it's actually where I am sat right now typing this out for you to read. The room, despite being fairly small does seem to suffer from temperature changes, but again that could simply be down to the rooms location and nothing other than that.

Arguments & Injuries

So, the festive holiday have been and gone, presents were given and received, friends and family filled the house, and a good time was generally had by all. I say by all, but I can't really include myself as personally I didn't really enjoy any of it. Maybe it's an age thing, but I'm starting to think that it's this house, things in my life have become so negative and suppressive, which is 100% against my normal character as my outlook on life is positive and very constructive.

For the first time in my life I had a "discussion" with my girlfriend about Christmas and the events that took place over it. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a temper and I don't even raise my voice let alone hit or break stuff, but I have just felt like there is this over powering negativity here. It's something I have felt even from walking from one room to another, a very odd sensation. I guess it could just be down to a temperature or different smell in different room that stimulates a memory from my child hood ? I'm not 100% sure. The crazy thing is it's a lovely house in a lovely area of the town I live in. It's very quiet and has lovely views along with being in a very handy location. In fact I couldn't be happier where I live, but it's the first house that I fell has effected my sense of mood.

Another thing that seems to be rather prominent is the amount of unusual injuries I seem to be getting. I'm not even half way through my life yet (in terms of age), but each day I seem to awake with fresh pains? Could it just be the bed I sleep in, or that I am actually getting older. It wasn't long after I moved in here when I picked up an unusual injury to my right knee. I woke up one day and my knee was filled with fluid, and pretty painful. I went to see my doctor who said it was full of fluid and would just have to wait and see what happened. Now despite it being pretty painful, it's still there some 5 months later. Another pain is my right shoulder, it just started hurting beyond understanding, so much so that I cannot raise my right arm much above my shoulder, again my doctor says wait and see ? Another thing is a few very close friends say I look tired, almost as if I am carrying extra weight, meaning extra stress or a weight unseen, something that is making me tired. Which is kind of odd because despite trying to be positive, it's how I feel.

The above picture shows my knee over the different months, and how it has changed in size.

The Little Things

Well Christmas has been and gone, and it was pretty uneventful apart from one small thing, and when I mean small I mean small. My girlfriend and myself had put all of our unwrapped presents on the table in my lounge, as after Christmas passes we tend to write thank you notes to the people that gave us the presents, a little old fashioned, but very thoughtful.

I had actually taken some of my presents out of there boxes, and placed the empty boxes in the dinning room ready for recycling, and had actually thought nothing of this until New Years day.

So, On New Years day my girlfriend had invited her sister in-law around for roast beef, it's a tradition that now goes back some 6-8 years. Dawn who is my girlfriends sister in-law duly came around with her son.They were accompanied by my girlfriends daughter and her boyfriend, and my girlfriends son, girlfriend and baby son. So it was a pretty full house, and a lovely meal that we all enjoyed, but at the table my girlfriend brought up the fact that she was surprised to find that I had put one of the small Christmas decoration ornaments in one of the boxes due to be recycled and sealed up the box. It was only because the box was about to be torn up and flattened that it was found by her.

I spoke up at the table and asked what Christmas ornament was it, and my girlfriend couldn't really remember and was surprised I had actually spoke out about it. I hastened to point out  that I had in fact NOT actually put anything in the box let alone seal any boxes up.

My girlfriend made light of the matter and said it was probably a ghost, but to me the object and story carry's more significance than I want to expand on. For the last two days I have asked my girlfriend if she can remember what the small ornament was, but each day she has come home from work saying "Why is it so important, I simply can't remember what it was". She seems to think it was something off of the Christmas tree, which could be anything from a baubles to an angle. I was actually tempted to unpack all of the Christmas decorations and go through each box until my girlfriend remembered which item it was, but trust me when I say we have lots of boxes.

The crazy thing is, neither of us actually moved the object into the box, and the guests to our house have visited us either side of the event happening.