I live in a duplex, they call them Twindominiums in Shorewood, but I think that's ridiculous. The house is very old, and "acts" like it. I live in the upper.
The downstairs neighbors burned their dinner last night. I noticed it at about 7 p.m. I know my nose is ultra sensitive these days, but smoke was actually billowing into my house.
The storm windows are hung. This means it's not as simple as simply opening a window to air it out. I turned on the two vents in the kitchen and tried to open the windows I could - the kitchen windows but they didn't really open. I shut the bedroom doors, but for the room I'm sleeping in, it was too late - EVERYTHING smelled like smoke.
I call George crying. I've been having really bad migraines the past few weeks and this was not a welcomed occurrence. I asked him how the hell do you open the storm windows. Well, in theory opening the windows would not be that hard - in actually they were a B!$@#!
I opened one with a hook in the back bedroom, but it only swung open and since a storm window fell out smashed to the ground (shattering all over) in November, I didn't want to let it just flop in the wind. I went back to the room I typically sleep in and managed (after a load of swearing, sweating and pounding) to finally pop one with "sliders" open. I couldn't muster enough strength to open one next to it.
Then came the next challenge - keeping all of the doors closed so the cat didn't escape into the night.
I tried sleeping (in the back room) as the door was closed and so I didn't think the smoke made it there. I was wrong. I woke up 2 hours later with a pounding migraine. I could smell that smokey burnt dinner smell on everything!
I pulled out my sleeping bag and slept in my car until 4:30 a.m. I highly recommend the Eddie Bauer cold edition sleeping bags - I was snug as a bug in a sleeping bag ;)
2 bottles of fabreeze, lysol and a really cold house later - the smell is nearly all gone. Now
Working mom. Loving every bit of all this crazy life throws at us.