In my old car, I would find the craziest things.
Most of the time, it would things I had long forgotten: books, papers, files, an extra pair of socks. And for some reason, I had this reputation of finding pairs of shoes in my car.
Yes, my old car was a mobile shoe closet.
Friday, I wished that I still had a mobile shoe closet. My shoe broke and I had to fasten the broken buckle with a paper clip. The picture can be found on Facebook. Sigh.
At any rate, the point of this very random blog is that in my current car, every time I open the car door, I am met with a wall of a sweet scent. I don't own a car freshener, and I am not used to my car smelling like anything other than coffee. (Sigh. Some things don't change.)
I thought nothing of it until today. The scent was overwhelming. It was sweet, and very fruity. I don't opt for fruity smells...but the basis for that crazy opinion shall be saved for another blog. I couldn't find anything until I uncovered a gift bag. In it was a cherry-scented candle that my co-workers had bought for me for my birthday. And due to the hot weather lately, the wax had partially melted, unearthing the sweet smell.
It's not a pair of shoes, but it nearly tops the list of the random things I find in my car.
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My trunk used to always be a mess of strollers, diaper bags with too small diapers, sheet music and leftovers from various road trips. One day I got a phone call from a friend who had given me a card 6 MONTHS earlier. She was concerned because there was a check that hadn't been cashed... In the spare tire compartment I found the card, and a check for $500 to help with adoption expenses. Now I clean out the car a lot more often!
I think this is a girl thing. Because Robyn's car is full of crap and so is the girl that works for me. It drives me insane. I won't ride in Robyn's car until she at least throws everything in the trunk.
Sara--That's funny about the money. I haven't found money in my car yet, but I wouldn't put it past me.
Bryan--You're right...it may be a girl thing.
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