I am one of those weird moms whose car is uncluttered and clean. I'm almost embarrassed about it. I hesitate to open the door to my mini van within sight of normal moms. As soon as the door to my mini-van slides open to reveal a crumb free, clutter free interior, I can see Normal Mom's jaw start to drop. My car is freak show clean most of the time, but as it's mostly a vehicle for transporting 3-year-old twin boys, it's not been easy to keep it this way. As soon as the crumbs start to blanket the carpet of my car, I'm on it, vacuuming the interior like a madwoman until I can get to the car wash.
Today, it rained just enough to keep the car wash closed for business. Cracker crumbs were everywhere, on the floor, in the car seats - it was driving me nuts. My boys were at Grandma's for the day, so when I spied one of those coin operated car washes while driving around this afternoon, I prayed to the loose change God that I'd have enough quarters to use the beautiful industrial vacuum cleaner. In my
OCD mind, I could see all those crumbs being sucked up like tiny magnets. Vroooosh! Ah, nirvana.