I’ll admit it: our car was a complete mess. Sharing it with my husband, Silas, who works as a carpenter, meant it always smelled of sawdust and hard work.
The floor was a disaster zone of dirt from his work boots, crumpled takeout bags, dusty tools, and the occasional stray nail or bolt! Whenever I tried to tidy it, our …
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