It took quite a few weekends of work, but the house is officially on the market today. It looks damn good - and there is a certain sadness about letting it go. I finished all the cleaning yesterday and lit a candle to heat some water containing pure pine oil. It seemed a nice touch on an otherwise rainy blustery typically PNW wintery day.
S. came into the room and I asked him if he smelled anything. I thought the fragrance of pine would evoke nice memories of his woodstove in Montana. He inhaled deeply, and said as he exhaled,
"Yes, I do.... Pine Sol."
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He totally took the aumbiance out of that didn't he?
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