Thursday, August 03, 2006

Oscar the Grouch...

...would be very happy in my car. It's not just the clothes, toys, trash and quantity of crap that would make him at home. My car has developed an awful stench that rivals the inside of our garbage cans sitting outside in the baking sun day after day. We can not find the source of this. There is no rotting food. The sippy cups and travel mugs Fillip absentmindedly leaves have been removed. All pets are accounted for. The heat wave has broken and this morning it was 67F driving in to work. All my windows were wide open as I tried to air it out. If this isn't resolved soon, I may need to have it professionally cleaned. Me and my car shudder at the thought.

3 comments:

Ann said...

Hear ya - one of our cars smelt like bad dish clothes for months. I blame it on a bad car cleaning that got the mats too wet and then they dried with a stench.

Heres to a good car cleaning ... or how 'bout a little hanging tree to flavour up the car.

Cari said...

My car is quite the mess, also. And I don't really car. But when the smell starts...well then I get annoyed with myself. One time I KNEW there was a bottle SOMEWHERE, but I could never find it. That's because it was in my minivan's door pocket,which would slide out of reach everytime I opened the door. Gross. Gross. Gross. Good luck finding your smelly culprit!

Carolyn said...

It's called "Mom Car Smell". I have that too. Good luck.