So it turns out "trash to treasuring," as I like to call it, requires an awful lot of hauling junk around. Lucky for me... my car can hold more junk than you'd think.
I really drove with my car this packed. I had to keep my head forward the whole time to avoid smacking into the frame on every bump. Luckily I only had to make it to Kalamazoo from Lansing. Unluckily my butt/back/neck started to ache 15 minutes into the drive.
I scored these two tables FREE by the side of the road!
Thanks to Kate & Mom for having their eyes peeled for junk!
But there you see, even a little Mustang can haul junk around. Thank goodness for my convertible top!