Our house smells like a campfire.  Joe(12) thinks this is very awesome.  I think I smell like I’ve been camping way too long.

I have that constant feeling that I need a shower.  And some roasted marshmallows.

So, Ryan emailed the landlord about it.  I thought he should just ask for a bag of marshmallows.  He thought it’d be a better idea to see about getting the chimney swept.  Something about a fire hazard or something…

He explained in the email that we’d used the fireplace a handful of times and the house smells like a campfire.  Ryan asked when the chimney was swept last because that was most likely the issue.

The landlord sent somebody out to make sure we had the flue open.

Because, you know, lots of people have dumb and it could be leaking onto us.
Well, we did go to Walmart a few times in the last month.  I didn’t disinfect my cart so I guess it’s possible.

I’m glad the guy decided that we do, indeed, probably need our chimney swept.  And I certainly don’t blame the landlord for sending somebody out to check before she put that call in.  You know, with dumb sweeping the nation like it is.

They’re also going to take care of our little attic dwellers.  The carpenter ants and the silver fish. 

I’ve lost count on how many times they’ve had to send somebody to our house to fix something we had nothing to do with. 

And we’ve only lived here for 3 1/2 months.

I’m actually beginning to think that this house does, in fact, have something personal against my family.

And it’s starting to hurt my feelings a little bit.

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