Weird morning

[UltraBudgie]

Do you compost your coffee grounds? I'm thinking something along the lines of the dryer pixies, who play games with hiding lone socks if they are not feed sufficient lint-tribute. So, don't empty that lint trap after unloading, empty it before loading. Give them time to feed. Similarly, there may be coffee gnomes who require some sort of appeasement, lest they play little apportation tricks.

[Creaky]

Let me see
poltergeist’s/ supernatural beings
time portal slip thingy as previous mentioned
someone living in the home secretly
Vs
you forgot

I am leaning towards time portal slip thingy as previous mentioned
But I am kinda left thinking, shouldn’t there have been two coffees, time slip should have duplicated the coffee

be careful out there, could end up with a Mickey Mouse load of coffee

[argentus]

I am not trying to argue with the supernatural solution, because, hey, weird shit happens, and it has happened to nearly all of us at one time or another.  

As I have gotten older, I have come to realize that I spend at least 30% of my waking time looking for stuff.   Most often it is stuff that I JUST had my hands on.   Often I eventually find it in very strange places.  

I was working on our kitchen countertop, trimming it with red oak.   I had cut all the pieces to fit, and had predrilled holes in the wood.   I was using a hammer and finish nails, and a nail set to bed the nail heads.   I planned to use homemade wood putty made from red oak sawdust and Elmer's glue.  I was merrily installing the somewhat elaborate trim, and I got a call on my phone.   I set the hammer down, answered the phone (my Darlin'!)  and we talked for a bit.   I slid my phone into my pocket, and looked for my finish hammer.   I reasoned to myself that the hammer had to be within my reach, since I hadn't moved from that spot.   Where could it have gone?   Eventually I move and widened my search.   I finally went out to my shed and got another hammer and finished the job.  

When my Darlin' got home, she got a beverage from the fridge and asked me, "Why is your hammer in the fridge?"   Not my normal self, I had no smartass answer for that question.  True story.

[KTemplar]

I once was over an hour late for work (I’m never late for work), and I got a text from my s/v.  

I text her I’m on the way, and head for the door, and my son and his g/f are shocked to see me at home.  They were like where were you, we looked for you in every room for over an half hour, we thought you left for work, but saw your purse on the table.

I to this day have no explanation for running so late and not being seen by anyone in my place, which is relatively small.

Maybe you took a little trip too,  and came back in a different room.

[NoCorruptionAllowed]

That would be unnerving, to have something moved when alone in the home. I haven't ever had that happen, but I have had small rocks thrown at me and hit me when alone in a room before. Was 15 years ago at an old apartment.  Lots of other ghostly experiences some pretty extreme, but nothing these days.. Glad for that.

[KTemplar]

NCA, having rocks thrown at you is pretty creepy.

The worst case I ever had of a moving item/s were at a school I went to.  One morning I was getting ready for class and left my boots next to my locked locker.  My roommates had already left.   I go from the bathroom to my locker and the boots are gone.  I’m panicked.  I open my locker, not there.  

I looking everywhere in my room and they are nowhere to be found.  My closest friend and roommate come looking for me and we check everything again.  Under beds, desk, in my locker again.  Nope, gone.

She gets the RA to help look.  First thing she has me do is unlock my locker.  There they were sitting in the locker.  I never left the room.

My room was well known for being haunted!

[NoCorruptionAllowed]

NCA, having rocks thrown at you is pretty creepy.

The worst case I ever had of a moving item/s were at a school I went to.  One morning I was getting ready for class and left my boots next to my locked locker.  My roommates had already left.   I go from the bathroom to my locker and the boots are gone.  I’m panicked.  I open my locker, not there.  

I looking everywhere in my room and they are nowhere to be found.  My closest friend and roommate come looking for me and we check everything again.  Under beds, desk, in my locker again.  Nope, gone.

She gets the RA to help look.  First thing she has me do is unlock my locker.  There they were sitting in the locker.  I never left the room.

My room was well known for being haunted!

That's definitely creepy and aggravating I/m sure :)  So a dorm room? EDIT, misread that, just at school,..) Yeah lot of stories of haunted schools for certain.  And college dorm buildings etc. It's real enough when it happens to an individual. I've seen scoffers of the subject be the first to run when poltergeist things happen. (At an old abandoned church built before world war II..  But having things go missing for no explainable reason like the boots isn't a fun thing. :)

[Sky727]

Enjoy your auto-pilot as long as it last, for as you age, the vacuum tubes dim or burn out.. I am so old there are no solid state connections and the once great glow of the auto-pilot "on" light bulb is but a faint glow and barely green anymore.

[Unknownparadox]

When my Darlin' got home, she got a beverage from the fridge and asked me, "Why is your hammer in the fridge?"   Not my normal self, I had no smartass answer for that question.  True story.

I leave my hammer in the fridge so I can give the things I lost a cold hard pounding when I find them.

[GENERAL EYES]

My bet it was CERN messing with the spatial dimensional array and it just so happened to lock onto your coffee cup.

Somewhere this morning there was a technician laughing hysterically.