The start of the school year feels like the perfect time to get my life together. The problem is, I have no idea how to do that. So I grab my leaf blower. Somehow, it usually solves most of my problems. Bad day? Outside I go, blasting cobwebs from the yard, the garage, and my favorite target—the car.
I’ve written about the ecosystem in the back seat of my car. It’s not one I’m proud of. After a summer of Ritz crackers and beach visits, a fine dust has encrusted every surface. This morning, after sending my boys off to their schools, I grabbed my trusty friend and went to work. I didn’t want to tackle my to-do list for work, strategize about my Substack, start on longer essays, or mourn the end of summer. Nope. Instead, I just blasted the shit out of the car.
Goldfish and pretzels shot out of crevices I didn’t even know existed. A lone sandal emerged from under the driver’s seat. Tiny Lego bits floated in the garage air like confetti. As the hot wind from the blower whipped around me, I felt omnipotent. If I could conquer this horrific car, which now looks spic and span, I could tackle anything.
So, if you need a clean slate now that it is September, might I suggest this model? Cordless is definitely the way to go.
Drop a heart if you enjoyed. P.S. If you’re my neighbor and notice increased rat activity in the alley today, I apologize. Blame the goldfish crumbs.
What this is actually excellent advice, I never thought to use a leaf blower to clean my car of cheerio dust!
Truly no better feeling than power blasting the back of the car