posted on Dec, 26 2014 @ 09:27 PM
We've been living in this small low-income apartment for a decade now....and we do our best to make the most of our situation.
It's nothing special - quiet modest really - but it's the first real "home" my husband and I have had in a long time.
We do our best to keep everything clean and in good order, and even though the usual staying power of our neighbors is six months to a year as they
move into bigger homes rather quickly. I kind of envy them that, I will admit. We're stuck here come hell or high water.
It's not the first time we have been plagued with a horrendous smell from sources unknown, and before you ask - it's not anything spoiled or unclean
in our personal dwelling. I'm overtly fastidious about keeping things in order in that respect, and my husband is no less diligent.
This time is smells like rotted flesh and some odd spices or seasonings, and it is absolutely overwhelming. It's taking everything in my power not
to throw up right now. Over the years, we've collected a variety of odor-busters from fresheners to incense and candles all the way to industrial
grade solvents in an attempt to stave off the invasive smells.
I've lit a candle tonight and opened as many windows as possible.
I'm hoping the rain remains at bay until the worst of the odor has cleared out.
I'm just amazed at how many people don't understand the two main cardinal rules of apartment dwelling - sound travels, smells permeate.
I have to go now, someone in the unit next door just decided to crank the volume up to eleven.