Today I fully intended to blog this awesome thank you message to everyone who stopped by to make my SITS Day so wonderful. I wanted to let you know how awesome comment love is. I planned to tell you how I could hardly sleep for the past couple of nights because I have been up reading and responding to all the comments. I am in Comment Heaven, but thanks to one little person in my house, I must write about something else.
Writing and sharing with you guys is my way of venting my frustrations and right about now I am about to explode! For months now I have been smelling this horrible urine smell in my downstairs bathroom. I scrub it just about everyday trying to rid it of the fresh smell of urine. It smells like a little boys restroom at a nasty daycare center. It has been horrible because it is the only restroom downstairs for guest to use and the upstairs is off limits to guest, so I always find myself explaining to guest that I'm not completely nasty. I do clean that bathroom nearly everyday and I just can't seem to get rid of the smell for longer than about 1 hr. I mean I scrub on my hands and knees and polish that toilet and I lysol the wood and wipe the walls down and 1 hr later the smell is back. Today I found the problem. I walked into the bathroom to find one of my precious little boys urinating in the heating vent!!! I thought I would pass out. Out of 14 years of mommying, I've never had this happen. I lifted the vent to find a horrible urine odor floating up into the restroom on the wings of that expensive gas heat. If I lived in a cartoon I would have seen the odors waving at me. How did I miss this? Who told him this was a good idea? And when I asked him why, he replied that he liked the way it sounded. What?!?!?! Breathe, breathe......now how am I supposed to clean that?