Fortunately, my 14-year-old walked in, scrunched her nose, and said, "What is that smell?" It wasn't just me. Something stinks in the mudroom.
So I'm going to pull up all the rugs and wash them. Scrub the floor. Go through the shoes. I'll be cleaning and sanitizing and spritzing Febreze like a mad woman.
Then I'll take a break to look for my cell phone. I've lost it. AGAIN.
Dinner last night: pot roast and veggies
Exactly three years ago: