Grocery Shopping (2 of 2)

I run up the next flight of stairs and reach the elevator, just as I hear it go back down to 1 and stop there. I have sitcom-style fears that my shopping cart is going to go flying out on that floor and careen around the courtyard of its own accord.

I hit the call button and eventually my groceries meet me on 2 -- to the great amusement of some guests of my next-door neighbor, who were actually waiting for the elevator to use it.

I take my groceries in, and I'm an upacking maniac -- throwing frozen foods in the freezer, cold foods in the fridge, and everything else in the cupboard. (Come to think of it, I never DID rinse the grapes.) I run into my closet and throw on a sweater and skirt outfit, so I look all presentable for the theatre. I grab my ticket, take the shopping cart (to return it) and get the elevator down to the garage with no further incident.

I go to the theatre. On the way home, I stop off at In-N-Out for a burger, which I bring home. Since I'm carrying my dinner, I still don't have enough spare hands to bring up the three items in my trunk, but something tells me to take a peek in there and make sure everything is ok.

And it is then that I discover my 2.5 gallon container of water has sprung a leak, and about 1/4 of its contents has spilled out into my trunk and saturated the thin little rug back there.

Well, on the plus side, the laundry detergent didn't open -- I could just picture myself driving down the street with soap suds oozing out of my trunk.

On the minus side ... anyone know how to dry out a trunk?