On my last post, I mentioned that Jay and I went to Chicago for the weekend. Originally we were supposed to go Wisconsin for Ghost Con, but that was canceled due to Covid and political unrest. Since Jay had a long weekend off, we took off to Chicago.
Octobers usually are my busy season because that is typically when everyone seems to be more focused on the paranormal, thanks to Halloween, but I was not expecting to be this busy, and it wasn't even the paranormal that made things crazy. It was just life in general. I didn't even realize that Halloween is in eight days (well, five days when this post goes live) until I saw something about Halloween on Facebook. This is honestly the first chance all month I have been able to sit down to my laptop to write. It feels so good to be back at my desk.
As you know, last week I was on vacation with my family. Before I left for vacation, though, we had Ghostnet Paranormal come out to our house for an investigation. While I have shared the ghostly going ons in our home with y'all for the two years or so, I felt that it would be best to have someone come out to verify our claims, so you know that what we share is legit.
I first visited the Old City jail in December 2012. I was on a trip with Bob, the Wilmington paranormal group leader I was training at the time. The trip was to Savannah and Charleston.
Just over two years ago, I posted my husband's notes about when he visited the Whaley House while he was at recruiting school in San Diego. Since then, I have received several messages asking that I do a new post talking about the house's history and the hauntings that are supposed to happen there. Today's post is as y'all requested!
Things are getting exciting around here despite COVID trying to ruin things. I hope that y'all aren't being affected by COVID and that life is starting to return somewhat to normal. Here in central Illinois, somethings are returning to a vague sense of normal and other things are going backwards. Places downtown are going back to outdoor seating only, and more businesses are enforcing the mask rules (which I appreciate).
Since embracing the witchy side of me, not much has changed. A lot of what I did was already a bit witchy: carrying crystals for their various meanings, burning sage to cleanse my home, reading tarot cards, researching what my dreams might be trying to me, and using different herbs for different reasons.
A few weeks ago, while checking our post office box, I noticed a flier stating there would be an estate sale in the next town over. It caught my eye because it had postcards listed items for sale. I love to collect old letters and old postcards. So Jeremy and I made plans to go check it out.