One step at a time:
At work: lavender hand cream -my bosses, old moldy books -storage next door- something weird under the pile of newspapers and copies and general garbage I keep on my desk…
At home: Upon entering, the cat’s litterbox hits me hard, as I leave the box open right at the entrance of the balcony. Doggie greets me, smells mostly very nice, like doggie.
The living room is mostly clear of smells, unless I turn on the mosquito killer thinghie. And of course, unless above mentioned doggie drags a bone or other piece of meat under the sofa and leaves it there without me noticing for a couple of days… Or the cats throw a hairbvall behind the sofa or other mysterious place…
Bedroom mostly free of smells, but occassionally has a tint of cat pee.
Finally, ever since the bathroom was “renovated”, the bad connection lets all kinds of aromas wiff in, mostly when 3F smoker Daddy goes pipi…