Spic and Span

Wednesday is T's fall party at school. I offered to give a ride to the grandmother of one of T's classmates who is here visiting and isn't as familiar with the policies and procedures of visiting the elementary school.

This morning, I got in the van and took a good look around. Granted, it was because I was trying to find something, but still - the end result was pretty much the same. Horror, sheer horror at how much debris from the kids' snacks, crafts, and who knows what that had collected on the floor and seats of the van. How do I not see this? Oh right, denial.

So after the Y this morning, S and I headed to the car wash to clean out the vehicle. Two rounds of vacuuming later, it looked like the floor of a van again rather than a garbage dump/recycle bin.

I usually have Lysol wipes in my car (hey, you never know when you'll need to sanitize something) and so I handed S a wipe and asked her to help me clean up the seats. I look over and she's cleaning the concrete slab the vacuum canister machine sits on. An inch of Cheetos dust (not really) on her seat and she's worried about cleaning up the concrete. HA!!!

About fifteen minutes later, I have the van in decent shape on the inside and I had some change left, so I decide to wash it. Per usual, I had about half the soap rinsed off when I ran out of time and change. Sigh. This happens to me all the time, yet I still attempt the car wash thing thinking I can beat the soap clock. So now who's the foolish one? Oh, right. That would be me.

But I finally get all the soap rinsed off and now I have $18.25 in quarters left. Awesome! I'll add it to the 100+ tokens I have leftover from our Chuck E Cheese visit yesterday and use my purse for some lightweight lifting and toning or as a weapon of mass destruction. Either way it's a win win. But my van looks so much better. My only concern now is that it will fall apart without all that dirt holding it together.