June 20, 2022
I am clean. The car is clean. The yard is clean. I sound like I don’t bathe. But I washed the car this morning. It had been so long that someone had put a smiley face on the side window. At least they didn’t write, “please wash me.” And then, I washed my hair, exfoliated, the whole ten yards. So I feel clean, clean.Â
Dad suggested that we go for a ride up north country. He is tired of being in the house and he find that the house is hot. So I guess a drive it is.Â
