Wednesday, May 28, 2008

What's In Your Car?


I was just reading Donna's blog and saw this and thought it was really funny. Several years ago, my cars used to look like Donna's. Now I am so picky about my cars that I can't stand to have anything extra in them.

My car is 3 years old and it looks almost brand new. I am so picky about my car staying perfect that I still will not let anyone eat or drink in it. If a friend brings a drink in my car, I start having heart palpitations.

In the past, I used to eat in my car every day. You get little crumbs and drips and they just never go away, no matter how many times you go to the car wash. I vowed after I got my last car to never do that again. The little girls have never had a bite to eat or anything to drink in my car and it has stayed perfect.

I am very picky about where I park so no one will bang my doors. I only have one ding and it came from the church parking lot. The parkers make you park in certain spots, so I don't ever have a choice and that is were I got my ding.

The only thing in my car is:

2 car seats
1 diaper bag
1 stroller
1 police scanner

When I pick the girls up from Mother's Day Out, I carefully take their glitter papers and lay them in the back, or toss them secretely before they get in the car so that it doesn't get in my car. The minute I get out of the car, I get everything out that doesn't belong there.

I know I am a little extreme, but that is okay with me. I can live with it.

I am getting a new car, and I gave Pops a lecture last night on how he has to drive it. I am going from a tall SUV to a car and I can just see the first time he is in "La La Land" and pulls up to a curb and parks and shatters the bottom. When you are used to not having to watch the curbs and corners, it can get tricky when you are low to the ground and not used to it.

I have already decided I am not driving it to church for a while because I don't want any dings. I know this sounds pretty crazy, but unfortunately I am a perfectionist when it comes to taking care of stuff.

I am so extreme that I am getting new carseats so that they match perfectly. The other two are in perfect condition, but not the right color. These will be the 6th ones I have bought in the last 4 1/2 years.

A long time ago I learned that our posessions don't belong to us, they are just loaned to us by God to take care of. That changed my whole perspective on how I take care of my stuff.

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2 comments:

KirkKrew said...

As I hang my head in shame... I think I need to clean out my car before I write this post - then it may not be so bad. :)

Donna said...

You know, since the day we met in college, M has been shaking his head at my car.

I must admit, I take after my dad a bit. He had a whole filing system above his sun-shade such that it was no longer a sun-shade that you could fold down. Fold it down and his entire life came crashing down on you.

I have a post coming tomorrow about favorite restaurant desserts... I'd love to hear about yours seeing your passion for eating out. ;)

Thanks for coming by and I'd love to add you to my blog roll.