This is so not cool (why, yes, I do mean that both ways).
I can barely breathe in my own house.
No theory is panning out.
Can’t escape the rot and heat.
I need help.
This is a special kind of nightmare come true.
A week and a half later, I still can’t use the air conditioning, and the rotten stench is getting steadily worse. I paid an HVAC guy just to come out, look around, and shrug. A plumber-and-everything-else friend of mine came over to investigate, but couldn’t find anything going on with the plumbing, or any methane leaks anywhere.
The smell started only a couple weeks after I stopped using the basement shower, so I though maybe there was some dried-up trap down there letting sewer gasses through, but I ran the water down there again to no avail. My friend even found a dead mouse on top of the ducting in the furnace room that looked like it’d died a little over a week prior. Perfect timing and location – surely that must be it. No. Got rid of that and aired out the furnace room, but the smell is still coming, stronger than ever.
Maybe there are other dead mice in the ducts themselves that conveniently died at the same time as the other. Maybe I’ve been infested by a mouse suicide cult on a mission to make everyone have a bad time. Maybe it’s still something completely different and there are simply a number of wild coincidences strewn about to throw me off.
I’m at my wits’ end. Getting desperate. This is not O.K.