I have the doors open and the air filter on full blast, but still it smells like a factory for toxic chemicals in here. Plus, I tossed and turned until after 2 AM last night, and the back of my head feels like it could explode. That picture says it PERFECTLY!
I left this morning to get away from the smell and took a trip to Hancock's. Not much going on there. I did buy two pieces of fabric and two New Look patterns. Then I met Phylly at Louie's for lunch.
Then I came home, and the same horrible smell still permeated the house. I opened the sliding glass doors in our bedroom, but it didn't seem to help at all. Maybe I need to buy some gas masks for times like this.
Since Jerry is home all day today working, I asked him to come with me to meet Margaret at her maybe-but-not-for-sure new house. We walked all through it, and then Margaret made the mistake of asking Jerry for his opinion. He told her they were using poor quality boards in the house -- the ones you nail the sheetrock to (like in the picture below) . Margaret and I asked him to show us. He did. Margaret and I both left depressed. Builders want to hide inferior workmanship and materials behind the walls and the bricks, and then charge top dollar for the structure. Not right!!!