Done reading? Good.
Every morning, we wave goodbye to Rob out of the front window. It's been a little family tradition since Maddie was a baby. This morning, we finished our goodbyes, I pulled down the shade, and started to hear a beeping noise. I immediately knew that the microwave was being turned on. I looked around and saw that all three kids were still with me, so I hurried into the kitchen. Nothing in the microwave, but 8 minutes on the timer. I walked over and canceled the time. As soon as I turned my back, numbers were being pressed again. I quickly turned around and once again turned off the microwave. As I walked away - it happened a third time. I finally walked over and said (out-loud...yes, feel free to laugh) "STOP IT! This isn't your house - don't do it again!" And it stopped.
For most of the day the microwave behaved itself. But mid afternoon, when it started up again - I decided it was time to get out the camera. As I set up the camera, the microwave once again turned on.
Oh, and you're not seeing things. There is a skull sticker on our microwave. Rob put it there. Probably to remind me every day that the microwave is haunted. He's so thoughtful.
I could be wrong, but generally you don't see that kind of behavior in a major appliance. No?