Our weather over the weekend went from perfection to rainy and dreary overnight. I pulled a coat out of the closet and put it on - and took it right back off.
It smelled disgusting. The stench was over powering - even my eyes were watering.
How did I ever live with smell like this? How did my husband live with me? My friends and co-workers. They must have been so put off.
I washed that coat and the two other coats it was touching. I hope I don't have to wash everything in that closet - some of it is dry-clean only.
My I can just bomb the closet with fabreeze.
Shaking my head. Dumbest smart person ever.
PT
The times a quit in the past, that was one of the first things I noticed. I couldn't believe it when I walked in my closet. And I agree - my poor husband. It wasn't quite as bad this time because I was smoking outside all the time.