Why does it come on so much? I'm constantly pushing the button and washing my windshield. I find it therapeutic. It calms me. I also find it necessary because the pollen count was so ridculously high this spring and early summer.
But mostly, I like that I can press a button and something is immediately clean. With all of the meals I cook and pots I clean, with all of the clothes I wash and butts I wipe, with all of the chaos and mess a family with two working parents endures... it's reassuring to know that this one thing can be taken care of with a simple flick of my index finger.
Like picking your nose. Quick, effective, sometimes messier than anticipated, but mostly painless.
|The Normal Button|
And that's not the only button in my wonderful, fully-loaded swagger wagon that I find amusing and cathartic at the same time. In the way back... in the trunk... there are a series of buttons for the positioning of the third-row seats. Press the second button, and they stow away for extra cargo. Press the third, they flip and face the rear for tailgating. But my favorite is that first button. The one that says "normal."
That's right. I can push a button, and things will be normal. At least, the things in the back of my car will be. That is, if I remember to take the stroller out before I push the button. What an awesome power to hold. And it's hidden right there in the back of my car. Normalcy, with the push of a button. How wonderful.
I never thought I'd be a minivan guy. Yet here I am. Not only driving one, but loving it.
So if you see me driving around town, washer fluid flowing, with a smile on my face... just know I'm fine. Everything is normal.
If only it were that easy.
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