When did I become a card-carrying member of the messy car club??? I have no ideal how it happened. I don't remember signing any papers or paying any membership fees. I just went to get in the car this morning and WHAM...there was the evidence right before me.
Here's a list of what I seen as we got in the car this afternoon...
5 empty Sonic cups
3 pages of Sonic coupons (maybe we go there too often??)
hot wheel cars
2 outfits of my sons
Sunday School papers
a package of goldfish crackers
2 pair of Landon's shoes
a whole stack of mail!
Starbuck coffee cups (I think these were mine?)
the extra pair of glasses I thought I'd lost!!!
a spiderman action figure
$3.00 worth of change in the ashtray
A card to our Pastor & his wife that I intended to mail a month ago...which if it didn't have that coffee stain on the envelope, I'd still mail it.
a bag of cloths I keep forgetting to pass down to my friends little boy
and a bag of greenery from Hobby Lobby.
Yep...I'm an active member of this club. My husband cannot for the life of him understand why my house has to be clean at all times or it drives me crazy, yet I am content with the messiest car in the neighborhood? I don't have the answer to that one. It just don't bother me. Maybe it's because I don't have to look at it all day long? Maybe it's because I'm in denial about it? Or just maybe it's because it on the outside of the house. And one of the rules at our house is if it's on the outside of the house...it's HIS responsibility!
Hopefully, tomorrow he will quite slacking on his responsibility and get the car cleaned out.