Pingers, I come to you to confess something: I have clean car syndrome.
I can’t help it. I’ve paid a good amount of money for my car. Even when I didn’t pay a good amount of money for my car, I’ve felt this. I have this need to keep my car clean. Inside and out.
The moment I see a speck of tree sap on it, I try to get it off. It might damage the paint, you know. The minute it starts raining, I cringe, thinking of all those darned water spots that’ll be all over the place. And if birds are out, I like to be far away from trees.
It’s not something I’ve been able to help, in part because I haven’t had a garage for my car in many, many years. While I don’t obsess over it, it’s something I think about.
Likewise, I like a spic-and-span interior. No large meteorites on the floors, no caked-on dust on the dashboard, and no sticky soda remains anywhere.
I just like things to be nice and neat. I don’t yet go crazy over it… but, is that too much to ask?
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