Super Sniffer
The house move is finally going ahead! The whole thing has nearly fallen through twice and the estate agents/solicitors have been nothing but total nob heads, but we've finally got there. Don't know exactly when we are moving, but the estate agents dropped a bomb today saying that they were working towards a July the 14th moving day...next week! This would have been good if we haddn't only found out about it today...apparently the solicitors should have told us. Yeah this basically sums up what the last few months have been like.
Communication is not a word I would associate with Frank Innes...nor is competance, but at least we will be moving soon. Wooooo!!!! Please anyone in the UK thinking of moving...steer clear of Frank Innes...they really are useless.
In other news my sense of smell has gone completely haywire and it's driving me insane.
I can smell everything (!!!) and when I say everything I really do mean it. But it's not just that, everything is so much more...well smelly. It would be funny and kinda cool if it weren't for the fact that it is starting to very negatively impact my life.
My senses are hypersensitive due to the ME so being able to smell things stronger than other people is nothing new, but things have got much more so lately. I'm sure my family think I'm smelling things that aren't there or exaggerating stuff, but I'm really not.
One thing we've been arguing alot over is Jake. To me Jake's breath STINKS, it smells like rotting fish mixed in with a hint of garbage. It is so bad I can't be in the same room as him when he starts panting and even when he's not I have to be up the other end in order not to smell his breath. When I catch a whiff of it, I am almost sick. Mum and Dad can't smell anything and tell me that I'm just 'smelling things'. Yeah...
It's not just Jake though. Today I was in the kitchen and I smelt something really bad and almost threw up in the sink. It was the kind of bad smell that makes your eyes water and your stomach heave. I honestly thought something had crawled into one of the cupboards and died. It turned out to be comming from the bin in the cupboard, but there was nothing in there to make such a smell and mum couldn't smell it.
I'm gretting slightly worried...I don't think I should be smelling things to such an extent and it has been going on for a couple of months. It's horrible. God help me if I come across cigarette smoke or something...that usually is enough to make me ill without super super sensitive smell.
Well on the brightside I guess I could use my powers of smell to thwart evil. I could become a human sniffer dog.
Anyway...There appears to a thunderstorm brewing and I'm going to go and try to capture some lightning strikes. Ooooh *is excited*!
Communication is not a word I would associate with Frank Innes...nor is competance, but at least we will be moving soon. Wooooo!!!! Please anyone in the UK thinking of moving...steer clear of Frank Innes...they really are useless.
In other news my sense of smell has gone completely haywire and it's driving me insane.
I can smell everything (!!!) and when I say everything I really do mean it. But it's not just that, everything is so much more...well smelly. It would be funny and kinda cool if it weren't for the fact that it is starting to very negatively impact my life.
My senses are hypersensitive due to the ME so being able to smell things stronger than other people is nothing new, but things have got much more so lately. I'm sure my family think I'm smelling things that aren't there or exaggerating stuff, but I'm really not.
One thing we've been arguing alot over is Jake. To me Jake's breath STINKS, it smells like rotting fish mixed in with a hint of garbage. It is so bad I can't be in the same room as him when he starts panting and even when he's not I have to be up the other end in order not to smell his breath. When I catch a whiff of it, I am almost sick. Mum and Dad can't smell anything and tell me that I'm just 'smelling things'. Yeah...
It's not just Jake though. Today I was in the kitchen and I smelt something really bad and almost threw up in the sink. It was the kind of bad smell that makes your eyes water and your stomach heave. I honestly thought something had crawled into one of the cupboards and died. It turned out to be comming from the bin in the cupboard, but there was nothing in there to make such a smell and mum couldn't smell it.
I'm gretting slightly worried...I don't think I should be smelling things to such an extent and it has been going on for a couple of months. It's horrible. God help me if I come across cigarette smoke or something...that usually is enough to make me ill without super super sensitive smell.
Well on the brightside I guess I could use my powers of smell to thwart evil. I could become a human sniffer dog.
Anyway...There appears to a thunderstorm brewing and I'm going to go and try to capture some lightning strikes. Ooooh *is excited*!