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The house strikes back, part deux [Sep. 3rd, 2006|10:36 am]
Those of you who have been reading me for a while are aware that my house is possessed. And that, although we have come to a cautious understanding, if I'm not careful and try to manipulate it in some way, it will retaliate.

Well, this week I've come to the rather unsettling conclusion that my house is also psychic. Thursday, while my mind was on of its many wanderings, it wandered towards the realization that come Thanksgiving, we will have outlasted the previous six tenants combined. I started thinking about how I would blog about this fact. I would recap some of the exploits of my house, talk about how I had conceded the backyard in an attempt to reach some sort of truce. Marvel at the fact that although the refrigerator gave up the ghost, the washer and dryer are still miraculously functioning.

Heck, I was even thinking about scraping and painting the exterior as a reward for Good House Behavior. I was feeling downright giddy and victorious.

Alas, I thought too soon. Even though I did not jinx myself by being foolish enough to actually make this post, the house has seen to it that I am firmly put in my place.

Yesterday morning, I woke up thinking the house felt a bit stuffy. I checked the thermostat, and the temperature was 79. But the thermostat was set on 75. We switched everything off, waited a few hours in case the coils were iced over, then turned the air back on. And the compressor did not join in the fun, but stubbornly refused to kick on, like that one guy in the gang who steadfastly refuses to agree to the movie everyone else is dying to see, and ends up ruining the evening for everyone, because the discussion turns into a big fight, and one couple goes home in a snit, and everyone who doesn't go home is grumpy, and you end up at a restaurant no one really likes and the waiter gets all your orders wrong and then when it comes time to split the tab no one puts in enough money and someone - meaning you - gets stuck paying in an extra twenty bucks, because you're too nice to stiff the waiter even though he got your order wrong, because he's probably just some poor kid trying to work his way through school and only screwed up your order because he was up late studying for that organic chem final, since if he fails it he'll never get into medical school and won't ever become a doctor,  and so won't qualify for that research grant that helps fund the study that finds a cure for cancer, and who wants that on their shoulders?

Um, where was I? Oh, yeah - no air conditioning.

Since it's a holiday weekend, we got to pay double to have the air conditioning guy come out and tell us he can't fix it. But hey, the heat index is only 103, so who's counting? And a cool front is moving through tonight so that tomorrow it will be a measly 89 degrees outside - practically sweater weather.

But the very best part of all? Our funky house insurance will send someone out next week to look at it for only fifty bucks. And then, if the way the microwave went is any indication, they will attempt to fix it, find a similar 30-year-old model in a junk shop to pirate parts off of, install said parts, then when they don't work send the pirate parts off to a lab for testing/refurbishing, then re-install said tested/refurbished parts, only to give us money to replace the unfixable 30-year-old compressor after only six weeks have passed.

*cries*  (while sweating)

From: blissonbliss
2006-09-03 04:48 pm (UTC)
I went back to read the old stuff, and they're all genius. But the analogy to the bad night out and the segue on the waiter is especially genius. I'd like to live in your house. Especially if it's not spectre like -- only energy like. I don't do well with spectres.
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From: (Anonymous)
2006-09-04 03:47 pm (UTC)
I suppose I should be grateful for a house that fuels my genius. But I wish it could do that without costing so dang much!!

And you are welcome here ANY TIME. I don't think we have spectres. But then my eyes are pretty bad so I might just be missing them.
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[User Picture]From: wyckhurst
2006-09-03 04:54 pm (UTC)
My house has a mind of its own too, I'm totally serious.
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[User Picture]From: spinthemoon
2006-09-04 03:48 pm (UTC)
I totally believe you. I might not have before I lived here, but now you wouldn't even have to work hard to convince me.
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From: misty_bay
2006-09-04 12:13 am (UTC)


I've found your problem. After reading your old entries, you didn't 'smudge' the home properly. You should burn sweet grass AND sage together. It will smell strongly of body odor, but goes away. Wave your hand through the smoke and in any room, or yourself, or person you would like cleansed.

Actually.... check this out.


BUT...make sure you aren't menstruating. Never smudge while menstruating. It will give negative, black energy. You may have someone else do the smudge, but you shouldn't really take part.
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From: (Anonymous)
2006-09-04 03:36 pm (UTC)

Re: AHA!

Now would be the perfect time to do this, since after three days with no air conditioning, the house probably smells of body odor anyway.
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[User Picture]From: spinthemoon
2006-09-04 03:49 pm (UTC)

Re: AHA!

That was me. Not logged in. See what the heat does to me?
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From: (Anonymous)
2006-09-05 07:22 am (UTC)
First of all, I cannot believe that you've lived in that house that long. I checked the date of your first entry and it was back in 2004. I totally remember those crazy painted electrical covers. We're talking what? 6 years? Dang!

The living room is lovely!

I don't have any sage advice (yuk yuk yuk) as I killed the sage I was attempting to grow in the former "herb garden" that once resided in my backyard. Smudging? Got that one down, sista. I'll send my kids over. God knows they've smudged the crap outta my walls with their filthy little hands/feet/who knows what else and my house runs *freakishly* well. I have recessed lighting on my cielings and have bulbs that have never been changed since prior to my living here - Oct 1996. Where does one purchase 10 year lightbulbs? And it isn't because anyone in this house is careful about turning the damn lights off - ever. Come to my house at 2am and my house is lit up like a Christmas tree.

My kids carry magic filth.

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From: (Anonymous)
2006-09-05 10:44 am (UTC)
I'm thinking hot is in your future. Not sure why...just sorta am. Of course, I think the hot is in your present. But I think that was is a given. Here's to hoping the stuff gets fixed soon and the house behaves itself! Misty
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[User Picture]From: aims814
2006-09-06 04:24 am (UTC)
Bless your heart -- I've been there, I know just how you feel. No one in the South should be without air conditioning.

I am a firm believer in bad/good energy.

Good luck with the insurance company.
Stay cool. (pun intended)
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From: (Anonymous)
2006-09-06 08:43 am (UTC)

Something still in the House

I am completely in favor of smudging the whole enchilada, starting with the top floor and facing North. Do it by yourself and when you're done, take rock salt--be sure to bless it first--and strew it across all your thresholds. To keep anything else from getting in. Just in case.

It's one thing to have the bad/negative energies/elementals affect the contents of the house and nature of the yard/garden in order to get you out of there. They seem to be kicking it up more than just a notch lately. Maybe they have a deadline or something. Maybe if you can outlast them seven years, they lose the contest and have to leave you in peace after that.

It's quite another thing if "they" decide to raise the ante and start making the people in the house have accidents or get sick. Didn't you say that The Boy had been sick more than usual this year?

Anyway, I don't think smudging to cleanse the place could hurt anything.


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