In our first home after we moved in we found out quickly the stairs to the basement were too steep. Plus, ones foot could barely fit on the stair tread well, as they were not deep enough. So I tore the old stairs out and installed a new set with a nice, 7.500 inch riser and a 11.250 inch deep tread.
But to do so, first I had to cut out the bottom of the kitchen pantry floor that sat centered right over the stairs going to the basement. I installed a new pantry floor that I beveled upward, just to get the required headroom clearance needed, as one walked down the stairs. Getting knots and bruises on one forehead, is not any fun.
Every time I would enter the pantry to get a measurement or to Sawzall out a board/install a board, I would shut the door gently when I left. Just to try to keep down any dust in the pantry from circulating throughout the house.
I had the HVAC for our house turned off, so it would not get dust sucked in to it and circulate it. I had my sawhorses set up outside on the driveway where I was doing all my cutting for the framing. All the homes windows and doors were closed to help prevent any excessive dust circulating.
The Chow dog and I, were the only living beings in the house while I was doing this pantry project.
I worked in the pantry for at least 1.5 hours and each time I left to go cut a board, I would close its door gently. It would close smoothly and latch up nicely, as any properly adjusted door will. I probably opened and shut the pantry door at least 10 times while raising the floor in it. Every one of those times, it shut nicely for me.
I installed the last piece of wood trim in the newly beveled pantry floor and then stepped out of it. As I had been doing for the passed hour and a half, I grabbed the pantry door knob and started to close it gently.
Just as started closing the door, instantly a "force" shoved the door HARD closed. The doorknob was almost yanked out of my hand literally, as the door slammed shut on its own and with my arm moving fast with it, as I hung on to the knob. And it happened in less than probably a hundred of a second maybe.
And just like the "stomp", the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I got some serious "goose bumps" on my arms. Because when this happens to people, I for one believe "something" inside of us is telling us, that "something" is just not right.
I had done NOTHING in my work pattern or to our homes air flow (like opened a window or door, etc) that would have caused the door to be pushed closed hard, like it did.
A rough sketch is attached to show what I was doing to the pantry floor. Now that I think back on our first home, whenever I worked on outside projects like the pic of me building our hot tub deck, I never had any of these strange "events" happen to me. They only happened inside the house.
I have two more "events" left to go Fisheye, that I need help trying to figure out what happened in our first home. So bear with me here please, and I am saving the best one for last.
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