Lately, I’ve noticed a little difference in my senses. Sight, hearing, touch, and taste (most of the time) are all pretty much the same, but my sense of smell has…well, multiplied.
Today, for example:
Me: Something smells in our refrigerator. Do you smell that? It smells really bad.
(five minutes later)
Jeff goes over to the fridge.
Jeff: There’s just some lasagna in here. And vegetables. I don’t smell anything.
Me: (sigh) I smell everything.
Only 6 more months and hopefully my sense of smell will find its way back to…normal.