It’s Sunday, the last or first day of the week. Today I am going with last. As I lay here in bed, I am hoping I won’t be cleaning or doing other chores all damn day. But I can feel a day of work in front of me. Sunday should be a day of rest. For us, not just god. Am I right? Of course I am.
I did manage to sleep in a little more today. Not much. But I like it. Just a little more.
Instead of taking a shower, I am going to clean the cars. Since I will obvs get filthy cleaning cars it seems pointless to take a shower till after. Of course, coffee first and a Sunday paper. Which finally showed up after many calls and emails. I did not get Friday or Saturdays paper. My delivery sucks. Of newspapers.
Emily is going to be cleaning the house and mopping all floors. That is a fantastic time to be busy outside and not be around her. Two things, one she is always in a foul and angry mood while cleaning. Two, trying to help her really does not help her because no one on the face of the planet cleans as well as her. At least I discern that from her comments over the past few years. Negative comments, about my house cleaning abilities. Or lack thereof. I think I do fine. She doesn’t. So I am outside cleaning cars. Including hers. Win win.
Today the cleaning is a new thing. Yesterday, I went to the gas station for a fill up. Which is not related but there was a product demo at the station for compressed cans of cleaning wax for cars. No water required. Spray on, rub in, wipe off. And it looks clean. I bought two cases. And some interior cleaner and tire shine too.
So at home. The cars must be inside the garage and out of the sun to use the wax/cleaner. Just like waxing a car. What’s the new stuff like? Well, the cars are dirty. I get the feeling it will be much easier the next time I use it and the dirt level is not so high. This time, lots of elbow grease required. A lot. It’s a workout. The outcome? The three cars took four hours to clean and wax (one does it all) and they look great. Clean and shiny. I am brilliant.
After all three it’s shower time. I went in and Emily was just finishing and heading to the shower. As was Marika. I pulled shower #2. Marika used the other shower so I still had to squeege the shower. I hate squeegeeing.
Had something to eat. Then, off for a little shopping. Needed a hose and some drip line. Not much. Didn’t take too long, maybe an hour. Had to, Emily said, go to Roseville. Not so sure.
I drove the race car, just to show off all the shine I just put on it. The wheels were especially beautiful. Emily noticed people checking it out. Always a bonus. I love the response. It’s like people staring at your wife cuz she is hot. Never gets old.
We did have to stop to pick up a milkshake for my bride. I got nothing. I’m driving the cool car and don’t want to be in charge of a messy drink while driving.
In Roseville, we visited two stores, close to each other. Got our crap and headed home. Not a difficult or extensive search.
Home. I hooked up the hose and started the drip on the tree. Then switched to dinner. I had defrosted a pork tenderloin and put it in a marinade. I have at least 90 minutes to soak it before it hits the grill. Emily and Marika are in charge of the side dishes. I made cocktails. It’s what I do. Raw meat and strong drink. It’s an avocation.
So I just sat and drank my Margarita. Extra strong. Watched some TV and let the meat marinate. I am tired from all the car cleaning. I think it may be more work using a can and no water. There is a tremendous amount of rubbing. Nonnapping though, bad TV keeps me awake.
I started the BBQ at about 715, it will be ready in 10 mins. Sat down again, to relax, I need it.
We got the dinner together and prepared by 8. Eating took only 15 minute. We are that good at it.
We hit the hay not long after. No point in more bad TV. Time for sleep, I hope.