*head, desk*
What a freakin’ saga!
Remember when we had a horrible smell in our basement and I thought we were going to die? We cleaned the dryer vent (it was 100% blocked so it was necessary), we had the timer replaced on the washing machine (it was not spinning all the way, then one day it went ker-plunk and was dead. It still doesn’t spin all the way. Gah!), and we unplugged the fridge (fridge had smoke coming out of it). So yeah, our basement was a freakin’ mess. And the smell STILL didn’t dissipate in a timely manner. But then it did. Weird.
The smell is back! But this time it’s in the corner by Mike’s desk. And guess what I just figured out? It’s a stupid, old, wet disposable diaper!!!!
Stupid stupid stupid. Can you believe that? We spent a shit load of money trying to resolve this (and everything we did was actually necessary, but we were kind of ignoring it). All because we rarely take out the basement trash.
I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.
Gopher said,
February 2, 2012 @ 2:36 pm
didn’t they tell you the plugged dryer vent was a few loads away from a fire? I think the dirty diaper/forgotten trash was some kind of divine intervention…. Not that I follow along that line of beliefs, but sheesh…when something like that happens, you have to wonder….!
Sonja said,
February 2, 2012 @ 9:36 pm
OH MY GAWD.
I totally understand your frustration.
And yet… I’m also laughing a little.
(Also, Gopher brings up a good point. That Mystery Diaper possibly saved you from a devastating fire.)
bethany actually said,
February 3, 2012 @ 8:04 am
I third the notion that maybe the diaper saved you from a dangerous, expensive fire!