Over the weekend the following things happened: I thoroughly cleaned the inside of my car, (including the disgusting floor mat, which I put in the "bulky items" cycle of the wash with a heap of Tide and Oxy-Clean); I swept the garage floor; and Ben made the inside of the fridge sparkle. No more nasty science experiments, and you can actually look at the shelves and bottom of the fruit and veggie drawers without having a sudden urge to take a long hot shower. These are things that have been on the to-do list for a long time, yet I didn't feel any particular sense of satisfaction while doing them. Mostly it was very boring. BUT! Now my heart soars like a hawk when I open the fridge or look at my impossibly clean floor mats in the car, which now also smells better. It really makes a difference after six years of sippy-cup spills, ground-in Cheez-Its, pulverized crayon, sand, salt and snot. I jut feel sorry fort the washing machine, which just gave up several years of its lifespan.
Coincidentally, we are in the Days of Awe at the start of the Jewish New Year. May my soul be purged and cleansed as thoroughly as my floor mats and produce drawers...
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