I fell asleep just before 4:00 am. I was up at 9:10 am. I haven't had enough sleep, but at least I did finally go to sleep. I got to work around 10:30 am. I am very tired. Later, I am going to chew someone at ADT out about the lack of follow-up last night.
I know that for some of you, you are going to read this next part and think that I am nuts, but it's the truth.
We have had several ghosts in our house. Corey and I have both seen or smelled them. When I say smelled, there is one that follows both of us around that smells like cigarette smoke. Being that we both have asthma, we don't particuarly care for that smell, but we didn't choose the ghost, it chose us. We have told the ghost that we don't mind if hangs out in our home, but that the smell bothers us. Since telling him that, we haven't smelled him as much.
As I laid there in bed, saying my prayers, thanking God for keeping me, our home, and our furkids all safe, I smelled the smoke. I told him, "If you are here because you think that I need someone to keep me company, you are right. Thank you." The smoke smell became more faint, but lingered until just before I was tired enough to go back to sleep.
- I thought you said - Goat Story!
- for a few hours!
