All morning I couldn't figure out why my house smelled terrible. Like rotting fruit, or cat poop, or something nasty. Then I got a whiff of something over by my sink. . . rotten eggs. My parents fed the kids egg salad yesterday. . . could it be in the disposal?
Nope. My gas stove was on. On high.
All the windows are open and my house smells much better.
Horray for not dying in a fiery ball of gas!!! Horray for my finely tuned senses realizing after only 5 hours what the source of the smell was!! Horray for 50mph gusts of wind that are not only airing my home out but putting a fine coating of dust on every surface and causing me to sneeze and not be able to breathe!!!
Whoo HOOOO!
Update: Nick decided that with the 50 mph gusts whipping through the house, that now would be a good time to empty out the bin under the shredder. It is unplugged, but the bin was full. Note that I said "was". I have teeny bits of paper all over my house. I was up until 9:45 last night cleaning. And now I don't know where to begin again.
Update 2: The cat just puked in three spots. F-ing cats!!!! AJ is going to LOVE coming home to me tonight. ;-)
6 days ago
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