My ass is 35 weeks and 2 days.

It's 93° outside. I've been really hoping that it would cool down soon. However, it's not looking like it.

My husband uses our car to commute 2 hours every day. He eats and drinks a lot during his drives. Which means the car is always full of crap. On top of that there's seventeen thousand toys in the back of our car from our daughter. Along with random food she's thrown. It's a fucking disaster.

I didn't want to touch this car with a ten foot pole. My husband is working a lot of overtime right now to make up for the money he'll lose when he goes on parental leave in a few weeks. I'm not going to bug him about the car.

I decided to take him to work today. He doesn't like me doing any lifting or heavy work. For good reason. Buuuuut shits gotta get done.

I just spent an hour and a half cleaning out that car. Top to bottom. Even the trunk. Which had so much random crap. I just threw it all out. I even put our spare tire back in the bottom part of the trunk 💪🏼

Annnnnd I put the rim cover things back on the front tires from when my husband had to change our brake pads.

93° out. I'm a fucking champion.