
For the first time in my adult life, my car has been clean for more than two whole weeks. I can't believe it. You can go ahead and applaud, if you wish. It really is an amazing feat.
And it's been easy. Too easy. It's been so easy to keep it clean that I find myself asking why I didn't make the effort sooner.
We started by cleaning out my mini-van and making a place for everything that needed kept in there. Restaurant coupons go in the glove box (and need regularly sorted through!), CD's are stored in the center compartment, coins are in one of the drink holders. The phone chargers and ice scrapers also found homes. Everything else had to go, including the miscellaneous junk that had found its way into the pouches in the back, the cut-outs in the doors, and that empty space between the driver and passenger seats.
And now, every time I get out of the van I grab whatever doesn't belong in there. Every. Single. Time. It must take all of three seconds. Like I said, it's almost too easy. When I pick up my purse, I quickly glance around for trash or anything that belongs in the house. I remind the kids to do the same thing in the back.
Peace. That's what I feel when I get into my car several times a day. Well, I feel as much peace as is possible when I'm running like a crazy person to get anywhere on time. But I'll take whatever peace I can get. It's a lovely thing.
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