No, we have not moved into the new house. Soon, soon. But I was there on Saturday waiting for a fantabulous new leather love seat to be delivered - alas the sofa is on back order. :( Once the love seat was delivered I could not resist curling up on it in the quiet house with the sun spilling through the window onto me. I imagined it was how one of my cats feels when they find that perfect splash of sunshine on the rug and can't but take a snooze in it.
At some point as I was dozing I heard a little girl talking, fairly close, in a conversational tone and volume, asking "can we keep it where we put it now?" Since I was dozing in and out I opened my eyes when I heard it, and listened. She said it again. "can we keep it where we put it now?" Hmmmm. I closed my eyes again and thought it must have been a kid playing outside, walking past the house maybe. And it probably was. But the windows were not open and I can't imagine how I was able to hear her so quietly yet clearly.
After thinking about it for a minute I got up and looked out the front window. Nothing. No one. Looked out the kitchen window to the deck and back yard. Nothing. Went downstairs and looked out those windows too. No one around.
It didn't scare me but I must admit if it had been night instead of early afternoon, I might have been spooked.
It's not incredibly unusual to walk into the bathroom at work to the sound of someone talking on the phone from inside a stall. It may be a reflection of where I work or a cultural divide, but I rarely hear English from the stalls. But honest to God I don't get it! Doesn't matter who is doing it. ICK!!
Bring your phone into the bathroom to play a game or read your email if you think it might be an extended stay. But whole phone conversations in a public washroom stall while people in other stalls flush?