I guess I was a little distracted today, because when I went to put my car keys in the drawer where they always go, I noticed I could not find them. I quickly went outside to look everywhere, but I was pretty sure I had not locked my keys in the car because I am very careful now about such things.
As it turns out, I had thrown my keys out into the garbage at our condo entrance. As I was exiting my car, I thought I would clean out all the crap that Bunky leaves in her seat. I distinctly remembered hearing a loud thunk when I tossed the mostly-done water bottle and handful of receipts into the small garbage can, though at the time I just thought it surprising that the garbage can (usually full of everyone’s junk mail) was so clean. My memory was correct, and I was able to get my keys out without getting any disgusting garbage on me.
I mean the car keys are one thing, but I didn’t want to lose my Maui Ocean Center stained glass turtle keychain!
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Shorts tend to be a matter of survival down here in Houston, but the ones I used to wear rarely had pockets so I used to put all my stuff (wallet, keys, cell) in a Walmart plastic bag. That tradition stopped abruptly when I tossed the bag out while cleaning my house for a party. After realizing what I had done, I flagged down the dump truck and actually climbed inside digging around. Sadly, a Walmart bag is not exactly the most distinct of bags in a dumpster. After several extremely smelly attempts, I gave up. Getting copies of all those keys, having to get copies of all my cards (DL, Insurance, Credit), and signing a new contract just to get a new phone totally taught me a lesson: I totally should have gotten a man-purse.. or buy new shorts.
HOW WAISTFUL!!! What? Didn’t want to drink the rest of your/Bunky’s backwash, huh? HUH? You could at least feed the tiny plants outside! D:
btw, glad you got your turtle back :3