Skip to main content

Finding Joy in Cleaning

It was time to clean the family minivan. My hands were sticking to everything I touched, including the steering wheel. So I made up a new rule today. When I clean the van, I get to keep what I find. This has been true for laundry for a few years. However, I rarely find anything I really want and I (nearly) always return money and ruined Chapstick.

Here's the breakdown of the exciting prizes I won today:
  • 6 pencils
  • 4 pens
  • 2 used straws
  • a block
  • five shoes (none of them matched)
  • multiple hair accessories
  • 2 used suckers (which I had to pry from the seat and carpet)
  • a candy bar (I thought about eating that one)
  • weeds that were being saved as a "flower" collection
  • my ever elusive scout folder
  • multiple Happy Meal toys
  • 64 cents
And the grand prize. . .

Wait for it. . .

My very own rub-on "tramp stamp!"

*Applications are being taken now for the next scheduled van cleaning in 2010.

Comments

  1. That glorious tattoo sure beats my cheerio/goldfish cracker/melty raisin/dog hair wad.

    ReplyDelete
  2. What a wonderfully validating post! :)

    Happy Fourth!

    ReplyDelete
  3. I cleaned out my car last week but I will tell you, my prizes were not as wonderful as your tattoo! I also remember having a van and boy things can disappear in one of those things and not return for years!

    ReplyDelete
  4. I can't tell you how much I hate a messy vehicle, I also can't tell you hoe much I hate to clean out my vehicle. So where does that leave me.... yelling at the kids to clean out the messy vehicle.
    At least you got something cool out of it!

    ReplyDelete
  5. I think the stuck on suckers are the best find!
    My kids have to clean the van, and we have the same rule for them. They get to keep what they find. Their ability to pick the van clean is amazing! They've also found some real prizes, but they would be very jealous of finding a tattoo!

    ReplyDelete
  6. You should have left the tattoo on! Give the neighbors something to talk about. :)
    Jensenites--

    ReplyDelete
  7. Nothing is worse than 3-day old sippy cups with milk! Ewwww!!! Loved your posting! Hopping on by on this lovely Sunday evening!

    ~ Jennifer
    http://thetoyboxyears.blogspot.com/

    ReplyDelete
  8. Whoa, Baby! You hit the jackpot today!

    One of my favorite finds was a complete cheeseburger lurking under a van seat--no mold, no mess, just perfectly preserved and intact--terrifying, actually....

    Blessings!

    ReplyDelete
  9. Love this! The last time I cleaned out my van there was a spiderweb that touched every single seat in the van. And it's a 7 passenger van. That spider was set up with all the drink, food, and mold growing down there!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

How To Be A Dedicated Neurotic

Going through old files from graduate school, I found an invaluable pamphlet. Be a Dedicated Neurotic Remember the Past. . . and Regret it. Abhor the Present. Dread the Future. 1. Become preoccupied with the body, and make a long list of symptoms. Make them sound very clinical and professional... 2. BLAME your boss, your spouse, your partner, your neighbor, your kid. THEY are responsible for your miseries. 3. Feel trapped. You couldn't possibly declare your own independence without hurting someone's feelings. 4. Overeat. Rationalize and eat! Eat an insulated wall around yourself. Diet for a few days and say it doesn't work for you. 5. Self-pity. No matter what, feel sorry for yourself. Agonize over things about which no one cares. 6. Don't ever try. That way nobody can really accuse you of failure. You can always say, "But I could have done it." 7. Stress how shy you are. Insist that the world must come to you. You're special. 8. Your agg...

Pioneer Trek

Utah was founded by the Mormon pioneers in 1847 after enduring unimaginable losses and seeking a place of peace. July 24th marks the anniversary that the first wagon trains arrived in the Salt Lake Valley. Their numbers were greatly diminished by crossing the country in wagons and handcarts, dying of scurvy, tuberculous, malaria, starvation, unidentified fevers, and freezing to death. This, they found preferable to facing the extermination order put forth by Governor Boggs of Missouri. I believe this is the most courageous act of faith - to leave all they had that was familiar and travel the rough terrain in the unknown in search of a place where they could worship in peace. My daughters left this morning for a small re-creation of what the pioneers experienced. I don't love the idea since I know so many of the pioneers died but it is a way for many of the youth to connect to their ancestors and understand what many of the early members endured for their faith. The youth were asked...

Public Notice

Dear friends, neighbors, enemies, and people I don't know: Understand that it all started out very innocently. I planned my garden carefully. Everything had a place and plenty of room. Within my planning, I included three spaghetti squash plants, two yellow squash and two zucchini. Out of the 7 plants, two came up and they weren't my beloved spaghetti squash. This year we have added two grow boxes to the south side of the house. One of which we brought in a garden mix of soil and I planted neat little rows of seeds. The other was left untouched. All I saw was dirt. So I started pushing squash seeds into it. I don't even know what kind they are. When they came up, I transplanted them so they would have room to grow. I also noticed I had two squash plants (pumpkins, perhaps?) growing in the main garden that I hadn't planted. Apparently, I had also dropped a seed in the dirt outside the grow boxes and it's coming up as a squash plant, too. Last count, I hav...