I'm glade you stink at hiding stuff.

So many play on words with that title.

It's no secret and I swear I've posted this before, but I'm obsessed. LITERALLY obsessed with the way things smell. I use like 50 dryer sheets when I dry my clothes. I have like 5 billion air freshners in my car. And don't even start on my house. I have glade plug-ins EVERYWHERE...AND a Scentsy going in every room. Just a little obsessed. If you know me...you knew this.

One of the biggest compliments I ever recieved...my brother-in-law, Colton, told me my house smelled like the Finishing Touch. You know...one of those overwhelming candle and fragrance stores.

So...these make me happy. I keep a big box of refills of all different scents.

However, these make Chase unhappy. He is CONVINCED they start fires. Whatever...only if they run out of oil and MINE DONT!

So...he never says a word about them...but secretly unplugs and hides them from me.

Like the one I found just a moment ago. In the spare bedroom closet.
Found ya lil feller! Now get back to work!
Sorry Chase...better luck next time.
And the silent Glade War continues.