Today, I woke up and noticed that my land lord and her family were leaving for church…my first thought “Oh, I get the driveway to myself…I can wash  my car!!!!”  No joke, that was my first thought.  So I hopped out of bed, got  my car wash bucket, filled with a soft car washing sponge and car cleaner.  I am so excited, I feel so devilish getting my alone time with me, my car, and a wash bucket…..

The feeling of a clean car is something that is indescribable to the average person.  It makes you feel like everything in the world is in order, it its right place.  It is pretty therapeutic.  And when you clean it yourself, its like you are becoming one with that master of machinery that gets from point A to point B and always loves you no matter what.

Let me shed a little bit of light for you.  I was raised to be a car enthusiast…I was going to car shows with my dad before I could even walk.  I learned the make, year and model of most cars on the road when most kids were learning the ABC’s…so cars in general have always been a big part of my life and my dad and I’s relationship.  A typical Sunday with Dad usually consisted of touring the car lots around Springfield, seeing what’s new, what car we dream of getting, and noticing the trends taking place.  We would discuss everything from horse power to engine to body and price.  When I would come home to visit, after I had left the cope, we would take our usually “ride”, talking about life, love, and cars.

My first car was an 86’ VW Rabbit convertible.   Not a Cabriolet (which was what the convertible was called from 79-2002)…but an actual Rabbit convertible.  It was a Christmas surprise and I couldn’t believe it.  I washed that car weekly and waxed it about every other week.  Then my next car, when I was a Junior in High School, was a Beretta GTZ, here is a visual for you…UMMM, yea that is right, who is the cool girl in school now.  Man I was riding high with this set a wheels.  I now bumped up the waxing to once a week, got to keep up with the appearances.  Man Chevy knew how to bring on the awesomeness.  I would race the boys in this thing.

Along the road of my life there has been some Cutlass’s, a Lumina, (which has the same engine as the Cutlass so if you have problems with one, you can guarantee that you are going to have the same problems with the other), A Ford Focus, which got me from Chicago to LA and then presently my Nissan Rogue.  I love it!  And that is how I like to look at my life, through the cars that I drove at certain times…It actually tells you a lot about your character and what’s important to you at that specific time.  At least for me…Rabbit Convertible, being cute and popular (which mind you I wasn’t popular), Beretta GTZ, being awesome and winning at life (which there again, wasn’t awesome and I don’t know if I was actually “winning” at life), Cutlass and Lumina, trying to be practical and an adult, Ford Focus, a new car that I can afford, and lastly my present Nissan Rogue, moving forward on the path of life with an SUV I can feel safe in :)  Man priorities do change, huh?

So being able to wash her today and get her all shiny for the week ahead has put me in quite a great mood for a Sunday.

Take a second and give your car a hug today…it will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside…

love

Em