Tipping Tea

Late Saturday afternoon, while nothing in particular is happening I decided to make myself a cup of tea, nothing special about it. I set my cup out, put in my sugar and set the pot up to boil while I go for a smoke.

Once the water is boiled all I have to do is simply pour it into my cup with my tea bag. A simple task that I have done a million times throughout my life without incident. This however was not the case this time.

This time, as I poured the boiled water into my cup, my cup suddenly and very slowly started to tip over. Without thinking I put out my hand to stop the cup from spilling but unfortunately all I did was fight the tipping cup for a few seconds, scalding my fingers rather badly.

I told my husband what happened and he originally thought that I maybe held the pot too close and accidentally knocked it over, so I reenacted what happened with an empty cup showing him exactly how slowly the cup had tipped.

Needless to say my husband looked at the cup in disbelief before grabbing my hand to examine my new burns. He quicky put his first aid training to work ensuring that my hand was placed in cold water to counteract the burn and started looking for the aloe gel. Unfortunately I hadn't bought any new aloe so he grabbed the calamine lotion and poured it over my fingers.

The calamine worked well initially but then the burning came back with a vengeance so I grabbed my trusty icepack from the freezer and wrapped it around my fingers.

I'm still in disbelief about what happened. It is physically impossible for a cup to tip so slowly without something holding onto it, and yet it happened.

I wish I could say that this is the first time that something like this had happened but sadly this is a common occurrence. Usually things that happen are harmless but from time to time it is quite clear that whatever is here wants to harm me and I am powerless to stop it.

I'll continue to document the things that happen and I hope that whatever is going on stops and stops soon.

Ruckus

Do you ever get that uneasy feeling as though you aren't alone when you know for a fact that you are? This feeling is common for me, more often than not I feel like someone else is in the room with me when there is no one else in the house. 

Sometimes I wonder if I'm really, never alone, and sometimes I wonder if I'm just going crazy. 

Unusual things happen to me quite a bit, like this morning when I was sleeping on couch. I was woken up suddenly by a very loud, raspy voice yelling "RUCKUS" into my left ear. I literally gasped for air and jolted up looking around for someone that wasn't there.
I felt extremely dizzy, as if I hadn't taken a breath in a long time or like I had been spinning around for hours and my ear felt like it was too big, almost as though something was inside of it stretching it out.

When I gasped and jumped up I immediately noticed that my dog was hiding in the hallway and refused to come into the living room until I stumbled my way to the washroom, then she followed me back into the room. 

Ruckus seems like a very strange word to yell at someone, unless you are announcing that you are going to cause a ruckus. I may have misheard, maybe it yelled something more sinister or comical but I don't think that I misheard. 

My first thought was "what a strange word to yell" and now I'm left questioning if it was announcing that it was planning to cause a ruckus, or if it was trying to order me to cause a ruckus, or maybe it just thought it would be funny to wake someone up using such an odd word and there is no meaning behind it.