Despite hoping the worst of the sewage disaster was over, yesterday afternoon saw the discovery of yet more destruction.

I’ve used more Febreeze and air freshener and scented candles in the last two days than I have in my whole life.  While I was thrilled the smell was lessening throughout the house, the heat of the noon sun shining against the bedroom windows brought with it a significantly worsening deluge of olfactory mayhem.  It was coming from the bedroom.

Much to my dismay, we discovered the sewage apparently seeped through the wall under the bathtub and made its way into my closet.  Sadly, this was not noticed until the damage was done as the muck had a day to soak in and affect everything.

Enough of the sludge passed through the wall to make a mess.  It ruined at least a dozen pairs of shoes, a whole lot of books, my luggage, stored financial paperwork, a bedspread, and even some spare electronic equipment kept there.  And that doesn’t account for the smell that has affixed itself to all of my clothes.

I am emptying the entire closet this morning as the carpet will be pulled up around noon, the floor and walls sterilized and cleaned, and new carpet put down.  In the meantime, all of my clothes will be going through the laundry in an attempt to remove the smell.  The bedspread (something I’ve had for more than 20 years) will also get a cleaning, but it well could be ruined by now given its saturation.

Needless to say, the hits just keep on rolling in…