ah yes, frightening yourself
Last year when mrtulip worked away during the week, I used to scare myself silly by just imagining things. Especially when I went to bed, cos our bedroom was in the attic and it only had one of those velux windows things in the roof, which had a blackout blind on it. So when it was dark it was DARK. And because we lived in a village, it was deathly quiet at night - no comforting distant sirens or cars or nightime noises. I used to imagine things creeping up the stairs. Or just appearing by the side of the bed. Or being under the bed.

Thank god I had the cat. She will never know how she saved me from becoming a nervous wreck.
(happylittletulip helpless and delicious, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 15:44, Reply)