When it rains it pours!

So it was one of the coldest nights of the winter last night. Lows in the -teens and windchills at -40 to -50. At about 3am, I woke up and could smell something hot. I have a hyper sensitive sense of smell, hubby often can't smell what I can smell. I got out of bed and sniffed around the room. It smelled like an overheated curling iron or a melting electrical smell. Living in an almost 100 yr old house, you tend to pay attention to those hot smells! The smell came and went. I was freezing and had found no imminent danger, so I crawled back in bed. At 545 I woke up with an even stronger smell assulting my nose, something was not right. I woke up E, (and B who was in our bed by then). He of course couldn't smell anything and I think thought i was a tidge off my rocker. But B could smell it too. I checked cords and lights, the treadmill, nothing felt hot or smelled hot to the touch. I went so far as going down to the garage (right under the bedroom) to see if something in there smelled. Nothing. Now I really thought i was crazy! When I got back upstairs I realized how cold our bedroom was compared to the rest of the house. (It has a seperate furnace) Sure enough it was 60 and falling as I watched. I found the source of the the smell, the furnace. So E went out in the garage to see what he could do, a lot of banging, more stinky smells and no heat. So long story short, seems the smell I smelled all night was the motor on the furnace burning up...so no heat in our part ofthe house....and I am guessing a heafty bill to have it fixed. At least I know I am not crazy!