I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Many dead bugs, half a petrified doughnut, enough Bic pens to supply a small country, half a bag of dog food spilled in the trunk, the sticky residue of a dozen uncapped Diet Coke bottles.....a dessicated lizard.
I'm going to sit in the shower and cry.








Thank god she grew out of that stage

Counter was always trashed, toilet paper all over the place, used tampons/maxi pads lying around, it was nasty.

What's the mindset of thinking I'd be OK with picking up her hair knowing how clean I keep my cars?