Home Sweet Home
December 30th 2007 17:28
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Ever notice that your home really does have its own essential odor that announces to you and the world that this is your domain. Your get home, open the door and blam; you’re inundated with the smell of the wet dog, lingering wisps of perfume, ongoing hobby projects, breakfast, old pizza, cigarette butts in ashtrays, the cat’s litter box, your incontinent Uncle Ralph, strong incense or dirty laundry. Some familiar scent will say, Welcome Home!
But what happens when your nose says; this ain’t right, where did that @#$%! odor come from?
Arriving home around 5:30am this Sunday morning after delivering Tisha to her job, I walked into our house from the garage into the kitchen and froze in stunned silence. Sniffing the air like a bloodhound onto something gamy, I tried to identify the culprit that had just savagely assaulted my olfactory senses. Whatever it was, it was so bad my eyes were watering and my ears started ringing. Foul it was then and foul it remained.
But, I could not locate the source of the offender. I emptied the garbage, did all the dishes in sight, ran the garbage disposal unit, rifled through the refridge and tossed out anything that might be sour or had more than a double layer of hair, checked the laundry for dead socks and just could not locate the source of that retched scent. Our house almost never smells (unless I'm burning up some dinner, but that's a given) because it usually has the pleasant scent of coffee and Jasmine.
Although the offending odor faded, it was troubling, was it something in the drain, all of the usual suspects were investigated and passed with flying colors. Finally, I decided it must have been the result of some inter-dimensional rift which allowed the odors of a kitchen from a parallel universe to leak into my space, or, maybe it originated elsewhere and followed me home like a stray duck.
Thankfully, my Home Sweet Home really is just that again. Am I the only person to experience this phenomenon? It was nearly paranormal in its weirdness.
Raven
But what happens when your nose says; this ain’t right, where did that @#$%! odor come from?
Arriving home around 5:30am this Sunday morning after delivering Tisha to her job, I walked into our house from the garage into the kitchen and froze in stunned silence. Sniffing the air like a bloodhound onto something gamy, I tried to identify the culprit that had just savagely assaulted my olfactory senses. Whatever it was, it was so bad my eyes were watering and my ears started ringing. Foul it was then and foul it remained.
But, I could not locate the source of the offender. I emptied the garbage, did all the dishes in sight, ran the garbage disposal unit, rifled through the refridge and tossed out anything that might be sour or had more than a double layer of hair, checked the laundry for dead socks and just could not locate the source of that retched scent. Our house almost never smells (unless I'm burning up some dinner, but that's a given) because it usually has the pleasant scent of coffee and Jasmine.
Although the offending odor faded, it was troubling, was it something in the drain, all of the usual suspects were investigated and passed with flying colors. Finally, I decided it must have been the result of some inter-dimensional rift which allowed the odors of a kitchen from a parallel universe to leak into my space, or, maybe it originated elsewhere and followed me home like a stray duck.
Thankfully, my Home Sweet Home really is just that again. Am I the only person to experience this phenomenon? It was nearly paranormal in its weirdness.
Raven
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I know just what you mean. There was an odour lurking in our place when we got back from holiday. Neither my husband nor mother-in-law could smell it but I could and I knew something was amiss.
I did all the things you did, plus I found a black banana and got rid of that, but the smell is still slightly lingering....don't know what it is, but I know it's there....
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