The workroom has picked up a polterfunk. This one is especially annoying because it's haunting an area near one of the furnace's intake vents, with results one can readily imagine. I've spent most of the night and on into this morning trying to track down what smells so much like well-aged cat pee in there all of a sudden (mind you, it can't actually be that, since neither of them has ever been in that room long enough to defile anything), and so far have only succeeded in identifying which half of the moveable stuff the smell isn't coming from, by dint of moving things into the front foyer one by one and waiting to see if the polterfunk has come along for the ride. Very annoyed and cold now, and out of space to move things to.
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