Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The car is going to the mechanic tomorrow for some regular maintenance (at over 200,000 miles it makes sense to keep on top of things). In what I can only explain as the Nebraska version of, "cleaning up for the cleaning lady" I thoroughly cleaned the car's interior. I know our mechanic won't think less of us for a cluttered car, but I still couldn't permit it to be dropped off with empty soda cans on the floor, and clothes piling up in the rear seat. I. Am. So. Pathetic.