Monday, April 14, 2014
Wow. Just wow.
Good thing. Because when I got home this evening, I smelled it in my kitchen. Accompanied by an unfamiliar hum.
Much to my horror, I discovered that one of my stove burners had been on. Perhaps for hours. And the Creeple People smell came from my bag of laundry supplies, which was perched atop the stove. My guess is that Reynaldo walked across the back of the stove, where the on/off buttons are, and turned it on.
Thank God I didn't work out after work Monday night. Thank God I didn't stop at the store on the way home for milk.