Way back in April, I posted about THE SMELL in our Little Green Car. But shortly thereafter, the weather got warm, we were able to keep windows open, and after a great spring-cleaning, all was well.
So this weekend, there was a skunk in the driveway.
Factor number one.
This weekend, on our wanderings around the Big City, I think some milk got spilled, and promptly baked in the 100F sunlight.
Factor number two.
It's been raining like hell around here for a week...can't leave car windows open.
Factor number three.
One + two + three = ONE BIG SMELL
Opening the car door Monday morning was...awful. Opening the door this morning was...hideous. Luckily, the mornings are clear, so we could have the car windows wide open as I drove down the highway, fresh air piling in and pushing rancid, putrid, gagging smell out.
In the grand scheme of things, THE SMELL is small. No-one is bombing our house. None of the Omegas are suffering from cancer, or Alzheimer's, or a newborn baby with an odd metabolic disorder that will require said baby to take a specific medication every day of his life. We are gainfully employed. Life is good.
Except for THE SMELL.
It made OmegaDotter spend an inordinate amount of time going, "EWWWWWW!"
It made me worry about what sort of nasty residual scent was wafting along with me as I walked through the hallways at the office.
So this time, instead of us doing the cleaning, I am calling in the Big Guns.
The Big Guns, alas, cost a boatload of money. I specifically asked them if they used enzymatic cleaners on their upholstery and carpet shampoos; they said yes. We shall see. Wish us luck. Donations accepted.
At 8/16/2006 04:43:00 PM, said…