So, a little context. I am a CEO of a California corporation; I deal with deadlines and tons of stress. Not complaining just telling it how it is. Further, my best friend is a reporter for the San Francisco Examiner, it's not relevant to my story but I just want to establish that I am legit.
So I was sitting at my computer today, at approximately 1:00 PM when I hear a loud boom coming from over my right shoulder. I live in a beautiful apartment in the Inner Sunset District of San Francisco. I get up to investigate and find that the trash bag in my kitchen has been knocked over. In my living room I find that my aluminum recycle bin has been crushed, there is no way that I could have done it by myself. I then proceeded to my bedroom and immediately hear a sound of spilling liquid; my iron had been turned over and was leaking water.
So there was disturbance in three separate rooms. I had always joked with my roommate that the apartment was haunted because there are always doors opening and closing, which we could explain away because we are in the top floor of a high rise and it's drafty.
My sense is that that whatever did this was not bad, but trying to get my attention for some reason. Any thoughts?