So, I'm knitting
Catching up on Battlestar Galactica episodes I've missed (apparently the entire first half of Season Two),
Lighting Hanukkah candles,
And having a little too much excitement in the cellar. We'd had a very toxic, petroleum-like odor, which was increasing in strength. I was the only one that could smell it for quite a few days. Then... It was coming out of the heating vents, which originate in the cellar (yes, cellar - one must go down a ladder to access it).
I went down to investigate on the 23rd, once someone came over to stand outside in case I was overcome by fumes. The cellar reeked, but I couldn't pinpoint it. So Mr. Hot Water Heater came by on the 24th - not that. Then Mr. Furnace came by a few hours later - not the furnace either, but he was really not wanting to leave until we found it.
Fitz started rummaging around in some boxes, and found a box of really old garden chemicals, one in a metal can that developed a leak. And that was it. So all the affected boxes were hauled out.
In one of them, we found two boxes of floppies. The 5-inchers. Lots of vintage software.
Oh, and we had our first mail delivery since the 23rd. Timely.
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