Ok this may be a bit of a weird rant for some, others will see my frustration.
I'm sick of finding old wooden toys in my house, cars, trains and such. I keep asking my son "Where did you get this?" and he always replies "The man down stairs, Mom". My apartment is two levels, the 1st floor is a kitchen, bath, living room and our bedroom. The basement is my kids 2 rooms, bathroom and a playroom. It used to be an apartment on it's own. My landlord bought this place last year, he said someone bought it and started remodeling, and just "up and left". Seriously, it's like someone walked out in a hurry! He said there was half smoked cigarettes in an ashtray that burned out, cups of moldy coffee by the work station. Anyways, I moved in here in May. There has been weird things happening since day one, including waking up one night to every window open and every door outside. My plates and cups are always moved or tipped right side up.
And why am I ranting? Cause whatever is here likes to sing to my daughter at night time and shhhoshhh's her back to sleep if she wakes up. Her room makes me sick, I literally get dizzy in there. My son keeps getting old wooden toys. It's CREEPY. I've dealt with this stuff all my life, but it's always been neutral. I am very uneasy with whatever is here being so attached to my children. My old apartment across the road has kids everywhere, my son would point them out and name them, he couldn't even speak (1-2yrs old) but he knew the "kids" names. My Mom used to call me and my place would sound like a daycare, but my son would be down for a nap. There is much more but I won't go on since some of it gets pretty intense and creepy.
Urgghh... I guess I'm just sick of these things happening. I just found a new old toy, I had to rant :(