If anything happens...

So about a week ago (week ago- Bobby Shmurda) I cleaned my oven. Due to the fire that happened not too long after I moved in, I was terrified to do this. That, and the smell made my eyes water. Being the "responsible" "adult" that I am, I clearly did not leave this oven alone to clean it's self. But come on oven makers, this has been a function for YEARS, can we come up with a more pleasant smell? My parents don't even clean their oven with the setting because 1) of the smell 2) once an extremely small fire started while the function was on. It put itself out but that was terrifying.

Anyways, I turned the oven clean off about mid way because I could no longer take the smell. It gave me a headache and it made my eyes do that watering thing I hate, I think they're called tears and you cry when it happens, I don't know. So after a while, and after the oven COOLED down (everyone has been asking me this when I tell this story) I tried to open my oven and it would not budge. That damn latch said Ha! You're not going to make me do a pain tasking job, stop me then think you're going to open me. I put in a work order and when I was at work, the maintenance man came. He too could not get it to open.

That following Sunday was Mother's Day and my cousin was graduating (PhD in the house!) later in the week Friday, so I packed my car and headed home... or the place I grew up. There was an order with a GE specialist a day I was gone. They replaced the latch and now my oven worked! In fact, it took them a WEEK to replace the latch (reason #293 I'm not renewing my lease the fridge sounding like it was going to give out was #184). I was just happy I was not here that week because what would I have eaten? Sure I have a Crockpot I love and could have made microwave meals or something on the stovetop, even eaten out but still. Plus, that's not what this blog is about.

When I get home about a week and a day later, I come home to an underlining fresh smell and an overpowering smell of the oven. Now am I dizzy or do I get a headache? No, but it still smells like fumes. The main reason I cleaned my oven the day before I left was so that the smell could air out. I open my door and window so that it could all air out. Two days later, still smell it, three days later, still smell it. When I came in yesterday I got a small hint of it. I don't know if it's finally starting to fade away or, if like my smelly roommate in college, I'm just getting use to the smell.

Going back to the original reason of this post, I am about to use the oven. I haven't decided if I'm going to make melt away cookies, or bake some fish. Since I've been smelling the smell, I've been scared to even use the stovetop in fear if there are actual fumes, then something can combust. When that fire started and I had no clue what to do I thought, great, I'm that person who accidentally sets the apartment building on fire by doing something stupid (smoking and going to sleep, not watching a candle, grilling cheese). I haven't even lit a beloved candle since I got back in fear of the same reason. I did burn oil with my electric oil burner, but the smell of the oven over powered it.

Gosh how I hope this isn't foreshadowing,

Megan