Last night things were very peaceful and I fell asleep very easily.  In fact I ended up falling asleep with my son when I put him to bed that's how tired I was.  I wondered if I was going to see the ghost again, and I couldn't help but stare at the bathroom doorway, which is kind of hard not to do seeing as how it's right next to my side of the bed, and I kept wondering who the man was.

I talked to my husband about it yesterday and asked if he'd noticed any of his family around.  We've had visits from some of his family and his uncle is a pretty constant companion for him (well constant as far as ghosts go) but I've never seen him...can't even say that I've noticed his uncle.  Anyway my husband thought it might be an old man whom he used to see as a child but never knew his name.  It could be but that explanation doesn't seem right somehow.

I keep thinking about an experience at the old house that I had a few weeks before we moved and I'm wondering if perhaps that ghost followed us.  One night at the old place I had opened the front door (and this was late at night), I don't remember why now, but as I shut the front door I felt and saw a hand on top of my hand as if someone was trying to keep me from closing the door.

Now this person wasn't trying to force the door open but it did creep me out.  I can still feel where this spirit touched me.  The hand itself was that of an old or sick person.  Long fingers that were like skin stretched over bone they were so thin.  The hand had liver spots or disease marks.  The only other thing I saw was a black sleeve, like the sleeve of a robe that covered everything up to the thumb knuckle.  That encounter still haunts me and I feel rather guilty for just shutting the door but at the time I felt like I had to keep 'it' out. 

Anyway, back to last night, or rather what happened this morning.  There is an old cell phone of my husbands that he uses for an alarm but all month he's worked night shifts and so hasn't needed the phone and the alarms are still set for 5:40, 6:00, and 6:15 am.  well every morning the 5:40 am alarm has gone off and I've just ignored it no problem.  This morning it went off and I woke up, so did my son.  I got a rather eerie feeling but I tried to chalk it up to just being tired.  The the next alarm went off.  Nobody turned that alarm on and it didn't ring as long as the first alarm.  I got really uneasy then.  But when it happened the third time I was ready to jump out of my skin.  I got up and took my son with me to find the phone.  I just kept having this strange feeling someone was watching everything I did and it wasn't a comforting but more of a creepy type of watching.

Well when I found the phone I grabbed it and rushed back to bed to figure out what was going on.  I'd still like to know what was up with that.  On the plus side I was awake when my husband came home this morning.  Maybe that was the point?