StevenLaura

Freon does TOO smell!

"Freons are colorless, odorless, nonflammable, noncorrosive gases or liquids."
At least that's what this web site states.

And perhaps it's true. FOR NORMAL PEOPLE. I've recently learned first-hand that pregnant people are not normal people. I was first introduced to the SMELL of freon early in my first trimester, which corresponded with the beginning of the hot hot NC summer. I'd walk into my apartment, smell the ickiness of many things (including squirrels, etc.) and, of course, have the box A/C BLASTING to bring in some fresh air from the outside. Eventually the squirrel and attic smell subsided, but thanks to the blasting A/C, a weird, very light, but unpleasant smell remained. To be objective, the smell really isn't THAT unpleasant, except that (perhaps because of when I was introduced to the smell) I associate it with this sort of car-sick, nauseated feeling. (hm, first semester blues, anyone?)

I couldn't figure out what the new smell in my apartment was, all I knew was that I hated it. Then, while driving a bit later, I blasted the A/C in my car. "Ick!" I thought, "It's that SMELL again!" -- then I realized what it was. FREON! I kept finding the smell in all sorts of places. I open the freezer, there it is. My co-workers bring out their frozen dinners for lunch, it clings to the cardboard coverings.

So, I now can say something that I'm sure dogs everywhere have known for some time: Freon DOES have a smell.

Furthermore, pregnant noses DO get uber sensitive. And this isn't a good thing.

Finally, I'm EVER so glad to be in the NEW apartment now (quick update for out of town friends: we moved on Saturday in to a two bedroom apartment that does not also house squirrels. It's very nice, and thanks to the help of friends, all our earthly goods were transported into the new place in just over 2 hours flat.) The new apartment has CENTRAL air, so the smell sort of disperses throughout the apartment, and doesn't attack your nostrils head-on.

One last story, quick, from the move. I walked into the old kitchen where my faithful friends were taking a food break before heading up to the new place. Matt was eating a strangely large, whitish vegetable, almost the size of a child's football. "Wow, where'd you get that huge cucumber?!?" I exclaimed the moment I walked in. "How'd you know what it was?" someone remarked, surprised. That's right, folks, the uber nose strikes again. I knew Matt was eating a cucumber before I SAW the cucumber, because I could SMELL it from half way down the hall.

[For those dying to know the answer, Matt got the cucumber from David who got it from his garden. Thanks David.]