Getting my car washed is one of the larger joys in my life. Now that I am just two or less payments away from full ownership of my car, I strangely find myself wanting to trade. Maybe it’s because of a few possible large expenses coming up, but maybe it’s because the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. As an evolutionary concept, greener grass ideas keep us moving forward as a species. But I’m sure it’s making my car nervous.
For now, I’ll just enjoy the fresh lemon smell of my interior.
