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How's this for a follow-up:
This weekend I was working on building a wooden frame for my daughter's vegetable garden. I was in the basement gathering the tools I would need. I grab the safety goggles, but I set them on the toolbox for a second while I grabbed the circular saw, I turned back to grab the goggles and they were gone. So I said out loud, "OK, fuckface, cut the shit and put the fucking goggles back. I'm going outside to bring out the tools and when I come back the fucking goggles better be there or we are going to have a very unpleasant encounter." I left, brought the tools outside and when I returned, the goggles were back, exactly where I had left them. I still have chills running up and down my spine...wtf.
Apparently though, whatever is going on isn't evil, just playful. which is fine. I'm just sick and tired of feeling like I'm crazy. I can't tell my wife, she'd think I'd gone insane for sure, but I don't mind if you guys think I'm crazy.
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It was like that when I got here....I swear.
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