This is a fragment of an email I sent to Becca– Turns out, one’s email is an excellent source of content.
So, I’m in this house a month and I’m finally getting the old house smell out. ARG!!! Our Realtor was like, “Well old houses smell funky when they are left vacant.” Let me tell you–Old houses smell funky, PERIOD. Turns out our water is weird and that has set me on a wild goose chase into the thickets of air fresheners. Now, I just want to go on the record and say that ordinarily those hokey plug in things are
way too housewifey for me to buy, much less use. Oh the shame of having them rung up at the cash register. No, I’m a candle girl and EXPENSIVE candles at that! But I have already ran through my stash and
they didn’t make a dent. You can’t leave them burning, they don’t work on larger spaces, and if you leave for any reason you come home to a very funky smell. So, I gave in and went “domestic”–and I used coupons and they were on special! Oh the horror.
At the moment, my entry hall smells like spiced pumpkin. (although I supplemented with matching candles on the landing so that it “looks” like the smell is actually coming from them! Hey, I still have my pride!) Boy Wonder’s bedroom has an odor neutralizer to deal with a very big hamster smell in a very
small room. It’s stashed behind a chest of drawers so you can’t see it. And the laundry room (also the cat box and cat food room and right off my kitchen and entry) smells like… wait for it… fresh linen. Ha ha ha ha ha. It actually smells like I’m doing laundry (my laundry detergent is scent free!). Which, as it turns out, I am always doing!
So… I think I have managed to effectively deal with the funky smell while still maintaining my image. Which we know, is so important now that I live in Oregon. OMG, shoot me now. No seriously, I’m going
insane. (I will warn you, this last paragraph will probably be blogged!**)
