Car wash therapy

imageIt’s healing to wash your car. I’m not talking about running it through the car wash. I mean washing it by hand, with a towel, sponge, bucket and hose. It’s taking the time to the time and vacuum it out, clean the seats and windows.

It’s not just good for your car, it’s good for you.

I scrubbed both cars yesterday. It felt good to be out on a beautiful spring day. I felt the sun beating down on my shirt. The sky was a brilliant cobalt blue. Both cars were filthy inside and out, so it took me two hours per car. But they came out looking as good as new. And they smell better, too. The last of the winter grime is now history.

My youngest son and I worked together. He sprayed everything (including me a couple of times) with the hose. I did everything else. But it was fun for us to spend that time with each other. And it got him away from the video games for a while, too.

Yes, washing a car is my therapy. When the world seems like it is spinning out of control, it’s one way for me to be able to be in charge of the outcome. I stepped back and looked at my work when I was finished. And for one brief section, I felt like I had accomplished something after all.

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