Breaking and entering.

So we stayed at the nurse's house for a couple days. Yesterday morning, we packed up our stuff to go, and went out to the nurse's car to put in the trunk. The nurse said, "The car is open, so just pop the trunk from the inside." We got to her car. It was unlocked. We popped the trunk and opened it. Inside, there was camping equipment, which had not been there the night before. Confused, but not too concerned, we rifled through it, trying to make room for our backpack. After finding no room, we began to think about how the stuff got into the trunk. Curious, we looked at the rearview mirror to make sure the air freshener heart was hanging there. It was not. A slow realization finally came: this was not the nurse's car. We heard her calling from behind us saying, "No! Over here!" Mortified, we closed the trunk door and ran over to the nurse's ACTUAL car...and put our things in the trunk. After overcoming the initial embarressment, a certain "renegade achievement" feeling came over us. We had never broken into anything before...let alone a stranger's car. So we feel as though we have accomplished something in our lifetime, illegal as it may be, so we do not feel as nerd vanilla as we normally do. We are shamefully proud of ourselves.