We woke up yesterday morning and noticed a pungent odor coming from the bathroom. I tried to write it off as nothing but Jeff was sure that it was something. By 7:30 AM we were deep into a round of our favorite game, Sewer! Or! Death!
This time was different though. The sewer line was replaced just before we moved in, and last week we had a pest company come and do what they call “exclusion work” as a preventative measure to keep rodents out. As part of the exclusion work they set traps for rodents in the crawlspace. The issue is that when they do the work to keep rodents out, any rodent that is already in is trapped, so it is important that they catch them before they die somewhere very inconvenient (as happened last winter in our rental). No one exactly expected any rats to be trapped, but they put them there as a precaution.
So we decided that sewer problems were very unlikely and decided to check the rat traps that were set near the entrance to the crawlspace. Lo and behold, there was in fact a dead rotting rat in one of the traps. Jeff was able to pick it up with one garbage bag, put it into another garbage bag, and then put that garbage bag into another garbage bag and tie it up. So by about 8 AM we had solved our smell problem. Definitely an improvement over living for weeks surrounded by the smell of dead animal.
It was a good thing too, because later that day we celebrated Maren‘s birthday with her very first sleepover party! I would say it was generally a success but Maren did not sleep much last night and I was so tired today that she took a nap. She woke up from the nap feeling horrible, like she might throw up at any minute. So we will have to wait and see whether she wants to do that again 🤣