I noticed a strange smell in the house a couple of weeks ago.
I didn’t recognize the odor and I couldn’t find the source of the smell.
I really thought I was going crazy. I was terribly worried that I was losing my mind. Even my son said he didn’t smell anything funny. I thought I was the only person who could smell the nasty and horrible odor. I didn’t smell the odor for days and I thought it was gone. Then I smelled the odor again last night. This time I started searching all over the house for the source. I thought an animal died in the ductwork. That problem happened one time in the past when my husband and I had our first house. An animal got lost in the ductwork and could not find its way out. The animal died of hunger and thirst and the body started to rot inside of the ductwork. By the time we smelled the horrible order, it was way too late for the little guy. I thought for sure we had the same problem again until I realized that my son was smoking in his bedroom. I smelled the nicotine in the living room. My son must have thought that I was already asleep. I burst through his door and I saw him standing at the window with a lit cigarette in his hand. He nearly jumped out the window when he saw the mad and furious look on my face. I doubt that will be the last time that he smokes, but it will absolutely be the last he smokes in my house.
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