While Jonathan was at Bal Pals today (gymnastics), I did something I don’t think I’ve done once before in the seven years we’ve owned the Civic—I cleaned it! Vacuumed every inch, cleaned out the trunk and put everything away, wiped down all surfaces . . . it’s almost like driving a new car again. Very spiffy.
Of course, this doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that a non-family member arrives for a vacation at our house on Saturday evening. (Sorry, Brian & Joy, you are far too much family for me to clean my car for you!) Perhaps we should have non-family people visit us more often! After all, I did clean the blades of our ceiling fan (after my dad commented on them when he was here in January) before we had our first Movie Night. Cleaning just really isn’t much fun, and I can always find something better to do.
Posted by elizabeth at February 12, 2003 11:35 PMwhat a sweet story about Jonathan. You tell it so well I almost felt as if I were there experiencing it all myself...Happy Birthday again...and Happy Valentines Day
Posted by: Auntie Rita on February 14, 2003 01:41 PM