It’s a beautiful day today in New Albany.
It’s a perfect day to wash your car — so I did. Time to get out the bucket and fill it with soapy water, find the Windex, and haul the old diapers out of the rag pile. (Nothing works on a car like old cloth diapers.)
Unfortunately, as I was mid-wash I realized that my only functioning hose is much too short to rinse down the car after the washing. So, I cleaned out the inside, scrubbed the dead bugs and road grit off the front bumper and headlights, then stopped by our neighborhood car wash for the finishing touches and a much needed vacuum treatment for the flooring.
My car is now as clean as a whistle, which means only one thing — rain tomorrow.