This morning I decided I would make some eggs. I proceeded into the kitchen where my beloved had set a reusable shopping bag that he had thrown all the stuff that was in his car into, and placed it on the counter.
I started going through the bag. It was a random mix of junk mail, bills, empty water bottles, empty food wrappers, empty ziploc bags, random papers, a flip flop, umbrella, etc. I started becoming suspicious as I slowly discarded the items while also noticing a strange green substance covering every inch of the bag's contents. Everything had mold on it. Before I ask the obvious:
NOW WHY WOULD YOU PUT SUCH NASTINESS ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER?!?!?!?!?!!?!?
I should state that at this point I inquired to my husband (actually let me insert here that upon removing the bag from the kitchen counter, I politely asked him if he could refrain from putting such nastiness on our counter in the future, to which he politely (and ever so sweetly) replied "Yes, Maam".
At this point I state, "Honey, your car has mold in it". He says, "yeah, I know."
I am curious to wonder what a normal person would do in such a circumstance, as this was no news revelation to him. In fact, the most I could muster from him was a basic, "Oh".
Your car is an infestation of mold spores...and you are just sitting there!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!! is all I can help but think to myself.
I politely asked if we could go inspect the damage, but he reminded me that he had already seen the mold. I tried with all my strength to just go on about the day and forget his car has mold.. BUT HIS CAR HAS MOLD GROWING. .
I could not ignore it. We surveyed the damage together, and his entire trunk is green. I insist we must clean it immediately, but he does not have the time. "I'll just drive your car," I hear.
AND, goes on to convince me that EVERY home has mold in it. Seriously, it's in the walls apparently.
Kerplosh!
8 years ago