Miracle of Miracles
I can actually get my car into our garage! I bought my Ford Escape in October, 2013, and it had never spent one minute in the garage since I've owned it. All of this clearing out is paying off.
Sunrise From Our Dock |
Monday morning, when I went to Spin, my car smelled like yeast was growing in the back seat. Had someone dumped a beer in there while we were celebrating St. Patrick's Day this weekend?
Everyone swore no, and I really don't think any beer was spilled. We are much too careful of beer. However when I felt under the seat, I found a place that was damp. Yuck. A while back, one of my girlfriends had an onion roll out of a shopping bag and land under her driver's seat. A couple of days in the Florida sun, and her car stank of rotting onion. Not pleasant.
I pulled my car into the garage and put a fan blowing on the wet area overnight. Still smelled in the morning, so I did it again last night. Much better. I looked carefully with a flashlight and didn't find anything rotting. I can't figure out what is going on.
No matter. I packed the back with more boxes going to Poverello House. Having the car in the garage was especially nice because rain was pouring while I packed, and I didn't get wet.
Wish the electric door openers worked because the wooden garage doors are heavy. Dang, if we don't sell this house soon, I may have to actually fix some things.
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