Our downstairs has had a slightly foul odor lately. Stronger at some times than others. Tonight Jeff discovered a bag of frozen (now nicely thawed) chicken in the back of one of our cupboards in the kitchen! I have NO clue how I did that-- all fingers pointing at me, since I'm the only one who ever handles the chicken. Who knows how long that bag had been sitting in the cupboard. It reminded me of The Office episode when Dwight put fish in the air vent of Michael's new office.

When we pulled it out it REEKED so terribly. Throughout the whole downstairs. The eye-watering stench overtook us and we wanted to die.

I'm such a good wife.