What’s that smell?

It happens so easily.   The pace of the day allows the little things to go unattended.  Daily commutes can get ugly on any given day: school drop off / pick up, work, saxophone lessons, guitar lessons, soccer practice twice a week, soccer games on Saturdays, as well as the spontaneous late night nacho runs from Taco Cabana.  It gets crazy in these streets.

Frequently we find ourselves doing things in the minivan that a responsible minivan owner might avoid.  (not the van-a-rockin’ variety)  Domestic activities that are typically done in the comfort of our home might happen in the minivan regularly: shoe removal, sock removal, change clothes, store heavy jackets, mail sorting, eat breakfast, eat lunch, eat dinner, pass gas and in the rare occasion of down time recline the captains chair and sleep.  All of these activities bring with them a certain level of debris and odor.  Nothing overtly foul, just one of those things that puts a wrinkle in your nose. 

As the man of the house, ultimately the responsibility of maintaining the cleanliness of the vehicle falls on me.  However, combatting the onslaught of Now’n’Later wrappers, left foot socks, discarded sweaters and abandoned Chick-Fil-A cups is a task made only for the committed.  I am not that committed.  My time spent not working divided by the number of things that do not pay me would leave no time to ‘chillax’. (as my eldest daughter would say)  So if you ever get into our beloved Dodge Caravan, and the air isn’t quite as fresh as you would like it to be, just remember what you’re smelling was once a burrito.  Let us know if it offends you, we’ll get to it the weekend after next.

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2 thoughts on “What’s that smell?

  1. cleaned my minivan today after a good 2 months of straight abuse (half eaten sandwiches coated with penicillin and such)…I hate to admit it but looking back at my dirty ass kids bucked in the juice stained seatbelts in contrast to the clean seats and spotted, stained but debris free floor made me feel like Jesus himself was shining a light only on me.*smile*

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