Before I get back to training, I just had to share this.
Last winter (maybe the one prior) I wrote about finding broken glass in the middle of my basement floor and how I figured out how it got there. As I recall, Nic said, "you're the only person that that would happen to. And you're the only one who would figure out how it happened." One of the things you get used to when you live in an old house is strange noises; some you get so used to that you don't even hear them - my brother stayed with me at one time and asked what "that horrible squeak" was; I told him that I never figured it out, but that it might be the metal air-pressure equalizing flapper on the furnace intake manifold. I love that squeak, as it meant he only stayed the one night!
Today I heard a "crack." The beginning of cold weather brings groans, which are boards shifting. It also brings pops, which are nails working loose. I know in the dead of the winter there'll be the "-30 bang" a sound that only happens in old houses at temps of -30 or colder; people unused to it call 911 and report gunfire. A "crack," however, is serious. It means that a board has split lengthwise. The first time I heard it, one of my attic steps split down the center (cold weather contraction of the walls on either side cause it).
I had a general idea of where the sound came from and it was in the middle of the house, which was also worrisome. I'd turned on my furnace for the first time this year and something couldn't take the heat, I feared. Stress cracks in the walls and ceilings hadn't changed (thankfully). Nothing seemed out of place. I had to check everything, including the wood furniture, as a broken chair leg, for example, could bring a nasty surprise. I'd checked everywhere except my bathroom closet.
There it was. A scrub brush, split in two. Not sure how that happened, but I can see why people believe in poltergeists.
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