I got home from a meeting at church last night and when I got to the top of the stairs something smelled… odd. I walked into my room and it was much stronger. Gave jay a kiss and asked him what the smell was. He couldn’t smell it at all.
So I stood in the middle of the room trying to discern what it might be and finally gave up (even though it smelled yucky) and went to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I opened the cabinet under the sink I realized what the smell was:
A closed bottle of Listerine.