My 6th Sense

I spent 8 hours painting today. I am exhausted. Joe spent 6 hours painting and another 2 hours catching up on laundry and cooking dinner while leaving me at the house to continue. The WONDERFUL news is that all the walls are now painted. This feels amazing! Once the bathroom is finished we will need to paint that. We also still need to do the stairs, our cabinets, and our bathroom door. That is it, though! (I am going to pretend that we don't need to paint the trim)

Something interesting happened while I was at the house alone. I was working in the living room and heard someone behind me, I turned thinking maybe one of the neighbors came in to say hello or maybe Joe decided to drop in. Nope. No one was there. This happened a few times (4, if I recall). One time I CLEARLY heard footsteps right behind me. I texted Joe at this point to let him know that I was pretty sure that I wasn't all alone in the house. As I moved into the kitchen to paint, I CLEARLY heard someone walk up the stairs. I could see the stairs from where I was standing and no one was on them. No real rational explanation. Perhaps I am nuts. I am  really leaning to the fact that we may be sharing our new space though. The house is 122 years old, there likely have been many people who have been born and died and lived fantastically busy and energetic lives in this home. I think that the construction we have been doing on the home has perhaps stirred up something. It doesn't feel like a bad or scary something, it just feels like someone has walked into the room and then no one is there. I won't worry about it unless it doesn't follow my ground rules.
Ghosts are not allowed to:
1) Sneak up on me in the bathroom/shower  
2) Appear in mirrors
3) Stand over me while I sleep

I will post some photos tomorrow of our painting progress. It was getting pretty dark by the time I finished up today and so the photos won't show the lovely colors well.

P.S. If you see my kids, please don't mention the ghost business to them. I have no interest in scaring them out of the house. Also, if your children play with mine, please don't talk about it in front of your kids either ;)