Don’t flay the sheep.

Clean enough to eat off the floor

Today I completely and totally cleaned my car. Washed it. Vacuumed in every conceivable corner, dusted, polished the vinyl and plastic parts, freshened the upholstery.

Four hours later, reaching into the backseat to grab a jar of peanuts, the lid came loose and an entire Costco-sized jar of peanuts spilled all over the car.

Instead of completely losing my mind, I thought: “Well, at least the car floor is clean.” The, I scooped up the peanuts (including those caught in places like the parking brake), put them back into the jar, and went on with things.

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