Not something most people admit...but, it's true....we have gas. BAD gas. So, bad we had to leave our house.
Okay, okay. I know what you're thinking. And no, I didn't make an experimental dinner then night before. I'm not that brave.
BUT, when Jim and I walked into our house after work, we there was a faint smell that seemed to be wafting through our house and became a very distinct rotten egg smell after we turned the furnace on.
"Why does it smell like something is cooking?" I asked Jim. "Something not good."
Jim explained that those kinds of smells happen when you turn on the furnace for the first time after the summer season.
I waited it out...and it only got worse. Jim and I both became highly suspicious of this strange odor.
The Mid-American guys were galavanting around our little town telling people that they put too much smelly stuff in the gas and not to use the range or furnace. Well, we didn't have a gas stove - so, no worries there, but our furnace was gas, so we turned that connection off.
We opened the windows and for a few short minutes the odor seemed to dissipate. No for long though. After about an hour or so, Jim started getting a headache and I felt like puking.
That was the end of that...we called up some dear friends and found a place to sleep without feeling like the room is spinning.
The Mid-American guys came back, though. They verified that we did, indeed, have a gas leak. And boy, was it a smelly one.