It's My Fault

 On Thursday I ventured out of my playroom (aka sewing room) to get my hair cut, lest I be mistaken for a vagrant. We have an unbelievable hair cuttery near my house. It's a busy place - always!

This salon has at least 8 stylists, although they all might not be in house at one time. They offer cuts for men, women and children - for $10! If you want a shampoo, that's $2 extra. I feel like I have gone through some sort of time warp when I step up to the register to pay. I have had my hair cut by 5 of the stylists. I have never been disappointed by any of the cuts, but then again, I am not all that particular. So, if you are coming to visit me and need a haircut, be sure to call ahead and get an appointment - walk-in spots fill up quickly and by early afternoon, there's little chance of being fit into the schedule. 

From there I turned south. There's a carwash there. I hadn't washed my car in .... well, it hadn't had a bath since .... maybe since I had it serviced, a long time ago?! I pulled in to the car wash. What?! $15!!! (and how much more than my hair cut was that?!) But, I said, my car is half the size of that SUV ahead of me....The attendant smiles and replies, "yeah, but we still use the same amount of soap and water!" (Good answer!)

So my car is dragged through the car wash and gets the soap, the rinse and the drying. Then we are out and I pull into the vacuum area. At $15 I am going to make sure I take advantage of the "free" vacuum, multi-use cleaner and towels. 

I cleaned everything. Even the drink cups were wiped out. 

I vacuumed the nest of leaves that were under the hood.

Then I was off to WalMart to pick up a few items.

As I was shopping, I began to hear the drumming sound of rain on the roof. 

Crap!

It's all my fault!

I was the one who had her car washed!

But...we are so far into drought that I welcome the rain.

Maybe I should make a habit of getting my car washed 

so that we can have continued rain!