He's trying to kill me.
How do I get The Boy to fuck off with the scents? He puts so much laundry detergent in the wash that the drained water comes out blue. You can smell it all over the house. Even before I smell it, I can feel my head filling up and my throat closing off.
Just when you think it is over, he puts his clothes in the dryer and the stench starts all over again. Oh, and just one more insult, before he leaves the house, he has to douse himself in Axe.
I literally, cannot breath. I would kill a puppy (or Michael Jackson) for a SARS mask right now.
"It's not that strong." he says, "It's all in your head." he says. "Maybe your just getting a cold, ever think of that?"
Is it all in my head? Am I getting a cold? I think not. Especially when if I step outside for 2 minutes, my sinuses drain.
I know what you are saying, "Get the scent free stuff."
But what do I do with the 15 gallons of the stuff we still have in the house?