... is an alternative name for a wormhole. According to the google AI summariser, at least, and right this moment I don't have the spoons to dig deeper. But it sure as hell seems like our house has gotten stuck in an end of one...
Not meaning the endless supply of random (usually some vague hobby-related) items that turn up from stashed away boxes I didn't know existed (that is just a side-effect of living with D) or the disappearance of items that either or both of us swear should exist but that seem to have vanished into thin air (or in some cases moved out with some ex ages before said item was ever needed or thought of again).
No, the rapidly growing list that is really starting to freak me the f out is:
- finding a freshly-hatched butterfly outdoors in January when it's -3 at night
- that butterfly then living 3 times as long as the normal life span of that species (which I will try to write about right about when... at one point...)
- the weather going from mentioned -3 C to +22 C and back to -3 with snow over the course of 3 days
- but before that on a +10 C day getting messages from friends from a few kilometers away claiming that they are having a snow storm, only to stare up into the bright blue sky out of our own window
- going outdoors after hearing a sudden crack and discovering a 10cm diameter grey plastic tube with wheels at one end and signs of many many generations of spiders having inhabited the inside of the object in our garden... at first thought this was part of a golf caddy, some research clarified that it is, in fact, part of an old leaf-blower... what is NOT clear is where on earth it came from because judging by the noise, it must have fallen.. except that there is nowhere where it could have fallen from... no car or people noises either prior to said crack, so.. huh?
- put the pipe thingy on the side of the street, two days later a strange red metal contrivance has appeared next to it that I took to be another part of the leaf machine, but D claims is actually the thing you use to lift cars off the ground.. uuh.. jack, is it?... naturally with no explanation where that came from either
- and barely half an hour later tidying up the sofa pillows I come up with.. half a metal key (the half with the teeth that actually open a lock...) of unknown origin.. on the sofa we were sitting on for most of the morning
- I have presumed that the abundance of balls I keep finding in the garden has something to do with the neighbourhood kids and that the completely random and unexpected plants that have popped up out of nowhere in the garden pots can be put down to some normal seed transfer mechanism but now...
Cheers, from the other side?!
Hedi
