THE smell

The moment we returned to our apartment after being out of town for a week there was an awful smell in the kitchen. Marcus became obsessed with finding where the smell came from. The first time he pulled the stove away from the wall we didn't find anything. So he started pulling the drawers out. You will never guess what we found.




Lots and lots of Zoloft that expired in 1999. Very strange and eerie.



The second time we pulled the stove away from the wall there was our little mouse (the white stuff is baking soda that Marcus dumped to try to stop the smell). It had crawled into the stove somewhere and died. The smell almost made both of us vomit. It took forever to get the mouse out and then Marcus ran outside to the trash. Thank God I'm married and had Marcus to do the "dirty work".