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impudent bouquet
Since I quit smoking, my sense of smell has increased and intensified. Nice, sometimes, but a pain at others, like right now.
For days, I've been smelling something scorched. H worried at first, because a smell of burning is a symptom of a brain tumor, or something (it's not a too-muh!). But I only notice it in the house, and now I think I know what it is: fifty+ years-old rockwool insulation, framing and sheathing timbers and old lath and plaster steeping in the strong summer sun. It isn't particularly revolting, it's just everpresent in the house, no matter what incense or potpourri or deodorizing spray I use. It's in the walls. It is the walls, and it's driving me just a little bugfuck. It can cool off now, and the smell can ease up.
For days, I've been smelling something scorched. H worried at first, because a smell of burning is a symptom of a brain tumor, or something (it's not a too-muh!). But I only notice it in the house, and now I think I know what it is: fifty+ years-old rockwool insulation, framing and sheathing timbers and old lath and plaster steeping in the strong summer sun. It isn't particularly revolting, it's just everpresent in the house, no matter what incense or potpourri or deodorizing spray I use. It's in the walls. It is the walls, and it's driving me just a little bugfuck. It can cool off now, and the smell can ease up.