Too much of a good thing.

One of the first things my roommate and I noticed about our new apartment was that the entry way smelled like incense. This appealed to us for many reasons, the main one being that we were absolutely sick of the smell of our previous apartment's hallways. The occupants of one of the apartments below us were chain smokers who smoked inside. The smell of their smoke always seemed to collect in our third floor hallways and somehow seep into our apartment. We used candles and various scents that kept the smell out. (We did noticed, when we went back to finish cleaning, that without our candles the apartment was beginning to smell. I am not sure how our previous landlord will fair with getting someone to rent out that place.

Okay, back to the first part of the story. I noticed this evening that the incense from our neighbors was working its way into our apartment. Not that I minded. It was simply a mental observation. However, when I briefly left the apartment to mail a letter, I was bombarded with a very intense smell of incense in the hallways. When my roommate came in, she brought another wave of incense with her from the hallways and now the smell is so strong I am able to taste it. While none of this is an actual complaint, I would just like to point out that I strongly believe that too much of a good thing may not actually be a good thing.