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What Happens at the Car Wash Stays at the Car Wash
It's been an intense week. Trying to maintain equanimity with preteen: don't back up too far, don't scrutinize too closely. Learning communication skills at school and having the process devolve to public weeping (not me or mine). Preparing for social events for the week and tying up loose ends left by my attention deficit disorder. (lol).
Turns out that those 10 minutes at the car wash are reaffirming, cleansing, calming. Who knew?
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