The Haunted Hunch and iced cold beer for teens

With all the Ghost shows on TV these days, mainly because I'm sure they figured out that dollar for dollar it is the cheapest kind of TV show that can be made. Relying on one 2 second shot 50 times and then talking about it from different angles 100 times in a 20 minute show is by far the cheapo way to make TV. Having said that, i do think that some places are haunted. Going a bit farther, I'd also be willing to say that sometimes objects themselves can be haunted. More over, I'm not sure if objects can be so easily rid of as plan old ghosts are. I'll use today as an example as since I started this blog this morning at 9 am, at 4 pm our whole everything at our house is 100% messed up. The perfect day to prove my point! Ok since I was last writing, the police have come and gone. I had to pay them 675.00 to keep them from taking my things, as my wife has a bounty on her head. oh yeah, and her oldest's baby's momma just called to let us know that he is in jail. Picked up as I started writing. The guess that last paragraph was just to keep things in perspective. Haunted things. Yes indeed. I've never thought much about it until I met the Bakers. You see, they used to have more money than they could count. Now aside from the obvious things that normally produces, like spoiled children, one thing I can lead to is the purchasing of things not needed. Things not needed can come from Walmart, and target but they often will come form places like garage sales, nick nack shops, consignment shops, ect.... Now if you do not believe in god or any thing like spirits or ghosts these thought will never cross your mind, but if you do, it is something that you should consider.

If objects can be imprinted with bad energy, or spirits, dragging home junk from furniture outlets and flee markets is like going to a influenza ward and letting everyone spit in your mouth. I like things neat and tidy. I do not like clutter. I also find things around me that are not needed annoying. So much so that I used to take pride in a once a year garbage haul of things not needed. However when I met my wife, she was and still is the polar opposite. She collects, she hoards, and she has some bad ass negative energy coming from so many directions it's hard to pin down. i don't want to dwell on the bad stuff, like the hoard, but the idea that one or more of the items in our house are literally trying to kill us is the point i'm trying to make. Submitted for your pondering: One crappy ass yet fancy antique hutch. It is one of about five pieces that I was quick to label problems. After loosing her house i was hopeful that most of the things of this nature would be left behind. I saw it as the only good thing to come out of such a horrible thing like loosing a house. Unfortunately, in the last days of the house, my wife and her kids successfully hauled almost every single bad item out and brought them here to this new clean house. what they were then banned from bringing any more of here, they stored in three or four storage units. None of that items were even looked at for over 3 years until the burden of the cost of these units were finally so crippling that they had to move them. I took many Xanax that day as i took note of the countless useless items were backed up into a moving truck. I felt ill thinking of the thousands of dollars that were wasted keeping them with us. Along with the fact that almost everything had bad energy burned into them, the fact that I was helping move them yet again to anything but a dumpster seemed surreal, like a nightmare. One week before Christmas after the move was over, my wife had a bad cold. She woke us up with her cough. This saved the house and possibly our lives because once awake, I was alerted to a burning smell. I went down the stairs to find that our outside screen porch was on fire. the hutch I spoke of earlier was a flame, and the flames were climbing the hutch to reach the ceiling. We were seconds away from loosing our entire house. I called for fire extinguishers and a water brig-aid. I was able to stop the fire after about 30 minutes. The porch is a total loss, as is the paint and side of the house. we threw the haunted hutch in the back yard and then out in front of the garage till the trash men came today. when i heard the trash guys this morning at 6am from my bed, I could feel the energy change. I was hoping for the best, but as i'm about to tell you, that didn't happen. Our boys are at the teenage point where the testosterone is running way too rich in their blood. being a step parent, I have no say in anything which makes days like today rather difficult. The boys new habit is getting up at 3pm, taking showers then going to their fathers house to smoke pot till they are hungry, then about 12 mid night they come home, make a mess and go to bed. They will tell you that this behavior is my fault, as I will not let them smoke, or sell pot in my house. The idea is simple, they will not be aloud to act out as their older, much more messed up brother is.   A few days ago they started asking about a computer they used to have. while in their possession it had become so corrupted with viruses and porn that they asked for a new computer. They got one, and i took the old one, cleaned it, fixed it in ten minutes and brought it to the office as a work machine. They now wanted to take this computer and bring to to their father's house. One quick side bar on the "father" two years ago he was arrested in the old house for child porn on his computer. This sole act was the one thing that made the kids leave that house. That whole story in of itself required a whole other blog, but the important info is this. I don't want any computer of mine at his house. I don't' think I will find much resistance from anyone on that matter. Needless to say, we told the boys that we would have to clean the computer first before it was brought anywhere. This fact was stated 4 to 5 times. today i found out that in the middle of the night they went to the office, took the computer and brought it to their father's house anyway. when I found out i phoned their mother and gave them one hour to retrieve it or i was taking the car away for good. Now this next part is going to be hard for most people to read, much less understand. You see, these young lads do not know what punishment is. They don't comprehend it because it has never happened to them. this is simultaneously the reason they have problems in general and the reason they hate me. When given the resolution of one hour or no car, they proceeded to fart around and take showers. Still not fully understanding how i work, I upped the stakes. The older of the two lad's , against my will, and 100% against our electric bill, has maintained that he requires a personal refrigerator in his room. Never mind that every year the power blows because of it, or the fact that it's unneeded and a horrible waste of energy. I told them that they might as well haul that frig with them because it is now being taken out of his room. To this action they decided to throw snow balls at my truck. Still, not getting how I work, when I got home I marched up into the room and proceeded to take the frig myself. upon doing so i opened the door to find beer. The 18 year old vegan who refuses to drink milk, but needs milk in soy form is stashing beer in his room, and he likes it cold. Well as you can imagine things kept getting worse. With everything in the news these days, my first thought was to go buy that safe i'd been thinking about to store our prescriptions, and other items non teen. I was not going to be shot in my sleep by one of these snots high on testosterone. when I got back home with the safe, the stacks were raised again. We got a call that the older son was now in jail for shop lifting. After about 20 minutes of calming his mother over the fact that her son was in jail for the 3rd time in 6 months, a white van pulls into our driveway. It's the police. they have a warrant for my wife. She bounced a check three years ago, and had yet to pay off the courts. Soo... i used part of the mortgage money to keep them from coming into my house and taking my things to pay off a debit which has nothing to do with me in any way shape or form. You may ask, what does that story have to do with haunted furniture? I'll tell you. There is no way in god's green earth that that many bad things can tumble into one person in that amount of time. While the furniture has been taken out, it's anger is still active here at our house. There is a feeling, and I can feel it. It is tired now, it took a lot of energy to cause that much drama onto us this day. It's tired, and with part of it's base gone (the hutch) it may have a hard time keeping a foothold here. While I know there are still things, items in this house that need to go as well, and I'm out $700 just getting to the end of the day, the cleaning of this mess is not done. It is not fun when you think that someone or something is out to kill you. Thinking it is one thing, knowing it is terrifying. How will I function now? I'm not sure. I am glad that this day is almost over. Please, if you read this, take away one thing from it. objects can be imprinted with evil. you can bring that into your home and most people do not have the senses to know what they have done till it's too late. also, teenagers are not adults. They are mostly bratish punks who are about 8 years away from true knowledge. Don't let them fool you. :)