It’s a nice day today. Finally, I can now open our bedroom windows to let the air in. The sun shines brightly today. I was planning to work in the garden but then the bugs are bugging me, literally. When it is springtime in Maine, bugs are my enemies. I hate them. I hate them when they are buzzing in my ear. I hate them when they are chewing on my checks. I hate them for choosing my car’s windshield their resting place.
There are two things that I hate to find in my car when I am washing it… dead bugs and bird’s poop. They are the most difficult things to remove from the surface. No matter how hard I scrub and soap and rinse, they are still there leaving significant traces of their presence. And with this in mind, there is no excuse but to wax. I hate waxing car too. Oh, boy, there goes my usual rant.