When There's Something Strange In the Neighborhood
Then there are your bad smells. Bathroom odor. Body odor. Usually anything that you attach the word "odor" to actually fits nicely here.
Last night I was having this really weird dream. I mean, I actually woke up because I was smelling a skunk. Only problem is when I woke up, I realized it wasn't a dream at all.
I really WAS smelling a skunk.
Many of us have been driving along on a nice spring or summer day, windows down, radio blasting, when we come upon the smell of a skunk. Instantly we cover our noses, roll up our windows and even drive a little faster (if possible) in an attempt to get away from the skanky skunk smell.
But then there are cases like these. You can't drive away. You can't run away. In fact, you can't even find the source of the stupid smell, which makes you feel sick to your stomach in more ways than one.
So in the middle of the night, we all wake up because of this damn smell. My dad walks around the house, down in the basement etc but finds nothing. At the time he swears the smell is stronger outside. Personally I can't tell the difference. Skunk is skunk. Plain and simple.
When I go to work this morning I notice I don't smell anything as I head towards my driveway. Slowly I realize this probably isn't a neighborhood thing, but instead a Branagan household type deal. When I come home, same situation. As song as you walk in the door the smell is strong. The longer you are in the house, the easier it is to not smell it, but every once and awhile you get a whiff. And before anyone asks the answer is no. We don't have a dog.
I did a little reading on the Internet and so far, what I'm finding out is what I feared the most. Skunk smell is hard to get rid off. Half the battle is finding out where it is coming from which could be under the deck, the house or trapped in a vent somewhere. I suppose the "good" news would be if a skunk simply sprayed the area and went on his merry way. BUT if he still on the premises, or even worse, DOA, things could actually get worse before they get better.
I don't know what to do about this one...suggestions?
In the meantime I think I'll simultaneously go do some laundry, bake some bread and have a birthday party for my imaginary friend.