It’s kind of weird, how memories are associated with smells.
It’s FINALLY warmed up here in Upstate New York. I think we may hit a record here, over 90 degrees F today. This old house, customarily cold even when the temperature outside is warm, is steamy and very uncomfortable today. There is a pungent smell of plaster in the house and it brings back unsavory memories. That of grunting and groaning, of blood, sweat, and tears…
Check out last years’ post here for a little trip down memory lane. :S I can’t stand the smell of plaster! It’s more distasteful than the thought of medicare insurance!
I was glad to get rid of at least one room of it, last year. Good riddance.
June 6, 2008
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