Bin in a Jetta?

In light of having to pack up all of the clothes, towels, sheets, blankets, any anything else that a person could put on their body, we got to go to Target for a shopping spree.
**Background** we had to have the exterminator come out to our home to try and get rid of all the unwanted bugs in our home this last week. In order to prepare for that, we had to pack up pretty much everything but the furniture, (including all pictures), so they could come in and spray. Not only did we have to pack up everything, but we also had to wash everything and then pack it away. So we started this whole process a week before. As one could imagine, it was quite the process since we have about 20 blankets, three full closets, two full dressers, three sets of bedding, and a plethora of towels and sheet sets. Instead of using garbage bags for everything we decided to go to go to purchase 50 gallon storage bins. The overall picture goal was that they could be reused for other things later down the road.

Last Saturday we were getting ready to go to Target and Russ and I were trying to decide which car to take; the Explorer or the Jetta. Since I had the vision of the 50 gallon tubs in my mind I thought that the Explorer would be best but after talking with Russy we thought that we could fit 15 50 gallon tubs in the Jetta. So the Jetta it was,(1st Mistake). We loaded Hunter in the back and then off we went to Target. We each grabbed a cart and then away we went. After struggling to find the square cotton pads for 20 minutes, we finally stumbled across them. Grabbed two packs and then moseyed on over to the storage section. As we pulled up we found the 50 gallon tubs, grabbed only 5 of those because we could not fit any more into Russy's cart, and then saw that the 28 gallon tubs were on sale. We then put 4 of those into the cart. Russy could not see where he was going because they were piled up so high. At that point one would have thought, "ummmmm... I wonder if these are going to fit into the Jetta?", we did not, (2nd Mistake). We proceeded through the store picking up a few more odds and ends and then made our way to the check outstand with two shopping carts FULL to the brim. We are so luck to have a Super Target that holds anything and everything; truly is a one stop shop (perfect if you have loads of money to spend like Lily Allen). Anyhow, we check out and begin to walk to the car. The closer we get the more I start thinking to myself, "oh crap we are not going to fit". So we get to car, buckle in Hunter and begin to try and load the car. Russy got the 4 28 gallon bins in the trunk along with all the other items that we had purchased. Unfortunately, there was still a shopping cart full of 50 gallon bins and lids. We tried to fit them in the back seat with Hunter in sideways, hotdog style, under Hunters legs, and nothing would work. The bins only left about 12.6 inches for someone to sit in there. Then we tried to put them in the front seat. The first way would not work because Russy could not move the car into gear let alone see. So then we opened the sunroof and passenger window. Still... would not work. We both were laughing so hard because now we have an audience; Hunter is asking every 3.3 seconds if the bins were too big. A lovely patron even came up and asked if she could drive our bins home. I politely declined as I decided that we bought we were taking them home too. Russ and I debated if one of us should wait at target while the other one went home to get the Explorer. After debating that we decided no because it was only 25 outside and so windy and cold. Hunter was moved to the front seat, the bins with the lids to the back, and I got to sit in the 12.6 extra space. Russy then proceeded to try and shut the door, forgot that I was already like a salt sardine on the other side of the bins, and slammed the door. I immediately felt like I had been placed in a can crusher and could hardly breathe. Russy and I were laughing so hard at that point, I had tears coming out, I almost wet my pants through, and Hunter was fascinated that he had a mirror. Then he thought I was not in the car because he could not see me. Russy assured him that I was there and I confirmed that by trying to speak words in between laughter. The 5 minutes to home felt like eternity because of the pain. We got home and as I opened the door I was ejected out from the pressure. We got everything inside and sat down on the couch. Turned on Thunder Cats for Hunter and just started to laugh again. We have decided that we would never take the Jetta to Target or Costco again for that matter.