The Sharing Story
There, I said it. Sharing is not my favorite. Sharing sometimes sucks.
I’m not one to deny access to my bicycle or refuse to share my desserts, but I do need my personal space. And if you wrinkle my newly made bed, god help you.
Since I was about 10-years-old, I’ve had my own room. It was only until I shared a dorm room at college that I’ve had to really share much – at least when it comes to personal space. Thankfully, my roommate had just enough patience and we had just enough space in our dorm, to make it work. I even started to miss it when I finally moved back home and had my own room again.
Cramming both your own, and someone else’s necessities into a tiny little hatchback car is another story.
The Organization Problem
Yes, we have containers. Yes, we organize. Yes, I have my own toothbrush. But no, it isn’t easy.
I feel a little like I’ve been forced to revert back to my childish instincts and constantly want to yell, “Don’t touch that, it’s mine!” then snatch it away with a glare.
Things are even more difficult in cold weather because cars packed to the ceiling require constant touching up in order to maintain an average amount of cleanliness. And in the snow, the last thing anyone wants to do is stand outside and organize a car.
And what about dirty laundry? Where does that go? You can’t really fold it and keep it with your clean clothes, it just has to sit in a huge, smelly bag taking up awkward space.
Yes, living out of your car poses some problems. Problems that, I can’t quite say I’ve found a solution to. But things are sure to get better, in the mean time…
- How do you sort five pillows, two blankets, and a guitar in a backseat?
- Is it possible to condense the size of pants?
- How do we organize our belongings in the front seats if we’re switching all the time?
Until next time.