Stupid little weird shit that happens sometimes...

In the past few months:

*My fiance and I hosted a potluck dinner party for our friends. It was a great party, and afterward, we had to drive one of his friends home. As we got farther and farther into the woods, I started to get nauseous. I put on a brave face, though, and talked and laughed and hoped nothing would come of it. After we dropped the friend off, we talked a little bit before he asked "do you want to go get some french fries to help settle your stomach?"
I looked at him like . He was like what? I said "I never told you my stomach was upset... how did you know??" He's like I don't know, I guess I didn't. I was like "bullshit, do I have a tell or something?" He says "no, I just had a feeling." So we went and got some of those new Wendy's fries with the skin still on and the sea salt and all was well. I was kind of weirded out for the rest of the night, though.

*My mom had some Yakisoba instant noodles at work and she brought me some at school. I put them in a shopping bag and brought them home. I pulled them out of the bag and put them on the counter. We're standing there in the kitchen talking for a while and she looks over where I put them and her eyes got big. I was like "what??" And she says "there was only one a minute ago." I look over and there are two of them sitting side-by-side. Funny little side-note: It was the day after church when the pastor had told the story of the loaves and the fishes.

*Last night, my fiance had a dream that he bought me a pair of shoes that we've been talking about getting for a while. Cut to a few hours later in the very early morning and I'm having a dream that someone stole my shoes. I reached into my bag, and there they were- the pink shoes he was going to get me in his dream. To be fair, we're really going to buy them in a few months, so it's not like we don't know what they look like, but it's still weird that we dreamed of them, not only the same night, but in that order.

There have been a few other strange things before: like my first night going out drinking, my fiance got my hangover in the morning while I suffered nothing at all. Also another time- we call this our "glitch in the matrix" story- we were laying in bed talking and petting the cat and I turned around to face him. When I got up, her sister was in the exact same spot the first one had been in, laying in exactly the same position, and they usually fight, so we should have heard one of them making an unhappy noise or the other running away or felt them jumping on and off the bed or something, but we didn't. It was like there was an error in the computer and the cat just changed color. The fiance said "It's times like this that I believe in The Matrix."

Looking over these, they don't really mean anything, but how do you classify them other than just weird shit that happens sometimes? I think they're fun, whether there's anything fishy going on or not. Anybody else got stories of random weirdness that makes you smile while it gives you a little chill?

 

Maybe you dropped a silent but deadly fart and he smelt it and thought "hmmmm upset stomach, she must have the shits" but he didnt want to tell you that your farts were honking him out

 

Thanks, but I am very aware of my gaseous emissions and he has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, so I would have heard about it if this was the case. He isn't shy about letting me know I have offended his nose.

 

One night years ago I dreamed that my grandmother had died. I woke up feeling off and sad because the dream was so real, I thought it really happened. After about 10 minutes I realised it was just a dream.

I walked downstairs and phoned my mother who told me that my grandmother had died last night. True story.

 

Wow.
Maybe she was saying goodbye?

 

I don't know. In the dream I was at her funeral and was very sad. I stood there by her coffin.

I wasn't able to go to her funeral in real life due to certain circumstances.

 

i see number appear in my daily life, play them in the lotto, and win sometimes lol

 

A long time ago when I was a writer for an educational media company, I was working on a project that had lots of problems. I kept running into issues with getting the background information I needed, and there seemed to be contradictions and difficulties in creating a reasonable approach in the instructions I was writing. It was getting so I hated going to work, because it just meant more frustration.

Then one day after going home for lunch, I was on my way back to the office and thinking about my dreaded project, and suddenly a feeling of complete peace came over me, and I knew I wouldn't need to worry about that project anymore. After I got to the office and went up to my desk, I got phone call from my boss telling me the project had been cancelled.

And interestingly, this exact same scenario repeated itself with the next project I was assigned.

 

I have weird depth perception. My friend was in the top right of my peripheral vision, and he threw a piece of lumber AWAY from me, he threw it directly to my north west. But for some reason my instinctual reaction was to flinch as if he was throwing it AT me.

So everyone in the group saw me flinch at something they didn't even see happen, and they started laughing at me. I made a sound like Hunter Thompson does in 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' when he flinches due to invisible bats as I flinched. "Dude you read way too much Hunter Thompson"

 

FITD, I go with the honking fart theory

 

This is absolutely true:

One night I was in bed and watching tv I drifted off to sleep and must have dreamt that a spider was walking up the bedclothes towards me, a minute or so into my sleep, but it seemed so real that i immediately awoke and leapt out of bed throwing the bed covers to the floor. Anyway i suddenly realised it was a dream I had been having.
The next night i got into bed and was reading a book and put the book down and a spider was crawling up the bed covers toward me, the very same type of spider i had dreamt about the night before but this time it was real

 

stonk's story reminds me of something that happened to me when I was eight.

I was dreaming about ants. It was like thick streams of ants were converging in the space in front of me. It disturbed me and woke me up. But even when I was awake, I could still see the streams of ants in the air. This scared me, so I called out for my mom. She turned on the light and came in and talked to me, and after a while I guess I woke up thoroughly, and was no longer seeing the ants.

In the morning my mom woke me up by shouting my name from the doorway. Then she pointed at the floor and said, "Look!" In the middle of my hardwood floor I had carelessly left some walnut meat from some walnuts I had picked up on the school playground. There were thick streams of ants converging on the walnuts from the corners of the room. There had been no ants on the floor when my mom had come and turned on the light in the middle of the night.

 

very similar its amazing really what our minds do.

 

sometimes your gut tells you things,not just your gut but cosmic circumstance ....or an affirmation.