Nothing big, but odd little things that happen at your house that are mysterious.
In one of the bathroom there is a bottle of liquid hand soap. The soap that comes out of there is FREEZING! None of the other hand soaps are anything other than room temperature. The soap is not just next to an AC vent or anything, and I live in Tucson so it’s always hot here. Huh?
In the same bathroom (the mysterious one) my cat likes to sit and stare at the shower. Not while it’s on or anyone is in there, but he’ll sit and stare for hours at the totally empty and uninteresting shower. Huh?
Any mysteries of you own or solutions to my mysteries.
My Ex-In laws have lots of kids toys at their house (three grand children). Of all those toys, there are two strange ones. One of them will randomly start playing music, but he tracked that down to happening when the furnace fan kicked on, probably EMF interference with one of the circuits. The other is just a plain old rubber ball…always cold. Not really cold, just noticeably cold. Must be something about the material.
The bathroom at my parents old house hiccuped every night. It had two outside walls so I’m sure something must have been contracting as the sun went down and then echoing off all the tile.
My current house, this one I haven’t figured out yet. You know that sound when you’re watching TV at night and some of the dishes in the sink settle. Kind of an odd clanking sound…almost every night I hear that. It’s in my kitchen, about 15 feet from where I sit when I’m watching TV, it sounds like something is falling. I gave up looking for it a few weeks ago. I’ve ruled out thermal contraction as there’s no sun hitting that part of the house and this happens several hours after sun down.
Today’s mystery is my kids’ socks. We had a big clear-out of their room today and I got them to throw out a lot of those things that kids love to keep (happy meal toys, corn husk dolls, disintegrating foam pirate swords, etc.). In every nook and cranny, on shelves and everywhere, were socks. Socks upon socks. Approximately 4 kabillion socks, most of the socks in this state I’m pretty sure.
Now, it’s summer, and they’re mostly barefoot. And it’s not that long since the last clear-out. Where did all these socks come from and why are they in every single corner??
on warm summer days, we get an unusual smell in some rooms… can’t quite place it, like a dead body in the floorboards or something. Makes me reluctant to remodel.
At my parents house, on warm humid days there’s a downdraft in the chimney. It makes that part of the house smell like musty ashes.
It’s strange, it doesn’t happen on warm days OR humid days, it has to be both. I learned this when I used to sneak cigarettes in the basement. I would open the little access door down there for cleaning out the ashes and it would suck the smoke right out. However, if it was warm and humid the smoke would get blown back into the basement.
If someone turns on my bathroom fan, it is impossible to turn off. One must flip the switch off and on several times–at that point it may shut off, even in the ‘on’ position.
If this doesn’t work, the remedy is to ignore it for awhile, then try the above method again. It usually works the second time around.
Parts of our house have a slightly… weird vibe. Nothing huge, just a vague uncomfortable sense that you can’t quite put your finger on. The stairway to the second floor and north half of our basement are probably where the vibe gets strongest.
Then there was the creepy murdered person in the mirror that I posted about a while back, but that’s gone now.
In the limestone foundation of our century-old house there is a flat stone which appears to be a cornerstone of the sort where someone would put items to be discovered when the house is demolished.
If I weren’t worried about the porch falling down I’d give it a whack with a sledgehammer and have a peek.
There’s a lot of mysterious disappearances in my house, including all the household spoons and my pants (no, they didn’t disappear while they were on me.) Also part of a staple gun and I know I didn’t take that thing apart.
One of my friends insisted my house was haunted, but this seemed to be based on the fact that someone knocked on the door and when he answered no one was there. I told him it was probably a traveling salesman who traveled too fast. Hey, he should worry, at least no mysterious entity ever ran away with his britches.
There is one square foot of my kitchen floor – in front of the stove but to its left-hand side, nearer the fridge – that is freezing, like ice-cold, in winter and is frequently uncomfortably hot in summer. We live on the second storey of a three-storey building and there is another apartment right below us on the ground floor, so I can’t think what could explain this phenomenon.
The other mystery is why some long-forgotten electrician chose to wire the house in such a way that the entire house except the kitchen is on a single electrical circuit. It’s a pain in the butt to run our AC in the living room (it involves a lot of heavy duty extension cords).
I can answer your second question; because when electricity was invented, only a few things could use power so one circuit was plenty for the entire house. This is assuming you have a house older than the 1940’s though.
I don’t really have any mysteries. The door to the basement is open all the time, and I rarely go down there. It’s not spooky or anything, just an annoyance. Sometimes I’ll get the ‘old house’ smell, but it’s rare and only happens if I’ve been gone for a few days.
Friend of mine has a weird cat too. One minute he’ll be doing normal cat things (you know, sleeping on the keyboard, scratching the drapes, waking you up by way of rectum to the face, breaking the laws of physics…), the next he’ll freeze, start shaking and trembling all over then bolt under the nearest piece of furniture where he’ll stay for about half an hour, quite obviously terrified. For no reason whatsoever.
As far as we can tell it happens completely at random. Nobody in our little group has any idea what the frack. Then again, his head was accidentally stepped on as a kitten, so…
We have solar powered lamps on our deck, and one lamp – the one on the northeast corner – always flickers throughout the night. The thing is, we’ve replaced that lamp (and all the others) at least twice now, and whatever lamp sits on that northeast corner always flickers.
The prevailing theory is that birds must come and sit on that lamp throughout the day and somehow interfere with the charging of the solar panels. It’s not the most sensical of theories (and that is so a word, don’t argue with me), but that’s all we have come up with so far.
Good news! Your dryer finally released the POW socks it’s been holding onto since you bought it.
I have a mystery this week, too. A few days ago I was sitting here typing, when I heard a loud balloon-pop noise. The problem is that there are no balloons. I looked all over trying to make sure that there hadn’t been some other sort of explosion, like something electronic going desperately wrong, or maybe a package of something exploding due to the heat or humidity, but nothing was amiss anywhere. I still have no idea what made that sound, and thinking about it kind of creeps me out.
The cat would lift up a part of an area rug and look under it, sometimes he would then dive in and proceed to fight what ever it was and eventually come flying out on his back like he had just escaped with his life.