Today I want to talk about something totally out of my realm of expertise.
How often do you guys get a car wash?
The Hubster totally takes care of the cars in my house. Well. Kind of.
My sweet neighbors had my car detailed for my birthday present. It was so thoughtful of them because the inside of my car was pretty much like a garbage dump. It had empty water bottles, a pair of Uggs, a few umbrellas, a pair of flip flops, various phone charger cords that may or may not work anymore, church bulletins, basically anything or anywhere I’ve been was in the car.
About a month ago, someone broke into one of the cars at work and when we all went outside to check on the rest in the parking lot, I said to one of my co-workers, “oh no – someone broke into my car and left water bottles. Jerk!” hahaha
My car is nice and neat and clean now. But I have to admit, I’m terrified of being in there, doing anything, eating in there. I don’t want to mess it up.
(I kind of did though…the other night after I went to dinner with some girlfriends, I accidentally left my taco leftovers in there overnight. Thankfully nothing spilled and it didn’t smell, but The Hubster was all like, what is wrong with you?!?! lol)