Working at the car wash, yea

For those of you who remember the disco era, you may recognize the title as part of a song that was popular in the 70's.

It came to mind recently as I was sitting, ironically, in a car wash. I was bored! The radio was all static, I didn't have a CD to play, and no one can hear me on my cell phone, what with all the swishing going on in the background as my car gets its bath.

So, I started cleaning out my purse. Granted, there isn't much to clean out. I keep an organized purse. What kind of professional organizer do you think I am :-)? I straightened up my wallet. I took everything out, shook out my purse to get all the little bits of paper and fuzzies, and replaced it all neatly. The car wash wasn't even at the rinse cycle yet.

I moved on to my immediate surroundings in the car. I emptied the console and wiped everything down with a hand-wipe. I got my maps and puzzle books and misc papers from the seat pocket, threw away paper I didn't need, and replaced it all in a stack. I did a quick wipe of the dash, squirted some Febreeze, and I was done. As was the car.

If you find yourself sitting still in your vehicle, take that time to do a little organizing. (I strongly urge you NOT to do this task while in traffic). It takes less than 10 minutes, but you'll feel like you've made a major accommplishment.