That stuff broke me out badly, guess skin types are just different?

In my experience, dating a photographer who kept every rejected print in our hallway created a similar rift. Your mileage may vary, but those boxes of "almost" art became a physical barrier to casual conversation. It highlighted how shared space needs mutual respect, not just personal attachment.

In my experience, these kinds of stories pop up all the time in home repair forums. It's amusing how quickly folks leap to hauntings or curses before checking for a loose joint or worn seal. Maybe it's more entertaining to imagine a ghost in the walls than to admit it's just poor craftsmanship or age. Your mileage may vary, but nine times out of ten, a thorough inspection reveals a mundane cause. Is it really that serious to call in a spiritual cleanser for a leaking pipe? Probably not. Take this with a grain of salt, but I'd bet both those cases were solved with basic tools and know-how.