So, have a laugh at my expense. Or cringe in disgust over what I'm about to show you.
I'm kind of a messy person. The house isn't too bad. I have some clutter, but not enough to go on an episode of Hoarders just yet. Don't get me wrong, with my personality issues, it's bound to happen. But for now, the house is tidy and bacteria free.
I wish I could say the same for my car.
I know it's messy, but once I leave my vehicle, I instantly forget. My husband is puzzled by this. He's so horrified by my mess he insists that there's no way a person could forget that.
It's like the Silence in Doctor Who. Unless it's directly in front of you, you don't know it's there.
If you don't get that reference I feel so sorry for you because you are seriously missing out.
I decided to take pictures of the inside of my car for 2 reasons:
1. If I show you these images, I'm hoping someone will be so disgusted, I might actually be embarrassed enough to do something about it.
2. I don't want to forget again. Help me remember to get out there and clean my car.
This is Morgans side of the car.
She's a messy eater.
Hot mess.
This is my "storage" seat.
My purse usually sits here...or anything else I'm carrying.
That bag is my book bag. I use it for my library books.
It's always there, just waiting to be filled.
Where I usually sit.
Also, this is usually where I find lost coins.
I guess if you shake me hard enough, you never know what will happen.
The backseat.
I usually fill my voice with doom when I say that.
This is where socks and mittens go to die.
See...I forgot to say slippers.
Slippers die here too.
I swear Danielle, you and I are the same person in different countries. You write these blogs and I'm like "OMG! That's SO me!" My house is tidy, not perfect, but Child Services won't take away my kids for the state of my house. My car on the other hand...it's just like yours. I wish I could say "EWWWW GROSS!" and help you but I can't. All I can do is commiserate with you and let you know you're not alone in this. Seriously. You have three kids. They're so hard to keep up, and when you're in your house all the time, you see it, and you know you have to do something. But in the car, I totally forget. My husband comes home from work and is like "Wow...a rolling dumpster". To say he's puzzled is a nice way of saying he's disgusted. LOL
ReplyDelete"A rolling dumpster" had me laughing. I bet my husband will read this and now use it in reference to my car as well.
DeleteI won't be taking pictures of my car because... well just no. But it's similar. The "mitten graveyard" made me giggle.
ReplyDeleteI was laughing when I took them. I was unsure whether I should post them or not, because it looks so gross, but I needed something for N.
DeleteThat is EXACTLY what my van looked like. I was forced to clean it up so we could trade it in. Now that we have a new car, my hubs is obsessive about it's cleanliness so he helps keep it picked up. Once we've had the car awhile, it will be a matter of time before I start finding petrified french fries shoved in the cracks of the seat. :)
ReplyDeleteI kept this car cleaner than the others, since it's fairly new to me. But, it's been such a long winter that I've been waiting for it to warm up before I clean it out. Doesn't look like we're in for a warm up any time soon...
DeleteSo funny. My car looked very much like this before I married my husband. Now, people get in and say, "Wow! You keep your car so clean," and I stay quiet and take the credit. But it's only because every time he gets in it, he empties it out.
ReplyDeleteI completely agree about the Silence thing. Chris says, "What the heck is this in the car for?" He'll hold up something, and I swear, I'll suddenly realize that thing existed, why I had it, and what I wanted to do with it. Before that moment, the thing would have been completely erased from my mind.
Lucky! My husband does that to the things that could get moldy and then smell. Like the coffee cups. He dumps those for me.
DeleteOMG You need to take a weekend and clean out the car. Get the hubs to take the kids somewhere.
ReplyDeleteSonia Lal
I need it to warm up outside before I do anything to that car. =) Another snowstorm on the way...way to cold for me.
DeleteI think this may be cleaner than mine ;-) New follower here. I'm stopping by from the "A to Z" challenge and I look forward to visiting again.
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DeleteHaha! I'm the oldest of 7 kids and this reminds me of our van growing up - it was exactly the same except maybe a little worse. :-) Also...the Silence...terrifying. As well as the Weeping Angels. Both are terrifying.
ReplyDeleteYes. Weeping Angels are very creepy! The Silence scared me a little more though. But both are by far my favorites.
DeleteLol... that is quite the mess you have there. Did you get embarrassed enough to clean it? Hahaha.
ReplyDeleteNot yet...but soon! I wish it would warm up outside! It's so cold.
DeleteThose pictures could be of my van. Although, I think mine is worse. I have enough food on the floor and between the seats to feed an army. LOL
ReplyDeleteYeah, mine is mostly in the form of crumbs. I should call it the Trail Mix of Terror.
DeleteLove Doctor Who! Don't feel too bad about a messy car; I've seen much worse. :)
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