Since ejecting my wife from my house almost 3 years ago, I had gotten rid of much of her clutter and organized my house to my liking. During this time, I was constantly searching for my Cub Scout Pinewood Derby cars (I found my winning trophy) so that I could show my son who is also in the Cub Scouts. This last summer, I completed the last of my organization in the garage and attic with no Pinewood Derby cars to be found. I had resigned myself that they were gone forever.
Today when my XW stopped by my office to get our daughter's violin from me, she surprised me with my 40+ year old Pinewood Derby cars. Apparently, they were in a box of items I had given her some time ago that I thought was all of hers.
