It stinks in the house right now. Our deck was stained this morning, and the wind is blowing in the smell of the stain. A good portion of our ivy was cut down today, and it smells surprisingly bad, I suppose because it was very damp underneath the masses of green. And Elliot is having a nap and he pooped some time ago, while asleep. His door is partly open and every time I go upstairs I smell poop. Lovely. Oh, and there’s a pile of dirty dog laundry in the basement from camping. It stinks too.