Cleaning out the car today, I discovered how prepared I am for impromptu camping, yoga, reading or flossing, not to mention vacuuming. Here’s what I’ve been hauling in my car lately:
The New York Times Practical Guide to Practically Everything
A pink and maroon (yes, those colors clash) vacuum cleaner I found on the curb
Three yoga mats
Several paper bags full of empty beer bottles, mostly from Free State Brewery but there was also something called “Woodchuck’s Hard Cider” in there
26 copies of The Divorce Girl, just in case I need to do a flash reading on the road
A small tent (so that’s where that was!)
Pema Chodron’s Comfortable With Uncertainty
A scratched-up CD of the soundtrack from Fields of Dreams
Two forks and five spoons
An empty box from a mini blender
Four rolls of duck tape (because you never know)
A pair of beloved purple earrings kept in the passenger-side door handle
A button with an unfortunate picture of me on it (at least, I can hope that’s not what I usually look like)
A relaxation CD broken cracked down the middle
A small but broken umbrella (as if such a thing would be needed in Kansas)
Two containers of dental floss, three toothbrushes, and at least a dozen small bottles of pills for ailments ranging from congestion to hives
Fold-out maps picked up along this van’s travels of Missouri, order cialis Arizona, Iowa (three maps of Iowa actually), Minnesota, Colorado, Utah (although I haven’t been there for over a decade), Kentucky, Oklahoma and the city of Knoxville.
Cough drops from 1999.
Half a dozen laminated yoga cards with various stick figures doing impossible things with ease
A half-eaten large rawhide bone (not mine, but Shay’s)
Small stones from Lake Superior, the Rockies and a zen garden somewhere I can’t remember
A book of Mary Oliver poetry sometimes used for teaching yoga
A pink glass plate once loaded high with spaghetti that Daniel left in the backseat (conveniently power-washed by Shay)
A bag of miniature apples (bonsai apples) from the farmer’s market
Boarding passes for BTV-ORD-MCI and MCO-MCI
A pink ball cap from the Bahamas
A bag of suddenly ugly jeans from the late 1980s and early 1990s that I kept for years until I could fit into them only to realize that even if I could, I wouldn’t
Three cans of bug spray and an empty tube of sunscreen
An old air popcorn popper to be donated because who wants to eat air-popped popcorn?
Several Soduko books and a very old Mad Libs book the kids filled up while driving up and down mountains in between throwing up because of the altitude
Shay the dog, sitting patiently in the backseat, trying to will me to drive him somewhere (which I did)
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