vacuums

My mission to clean the car ran into a road block, actually two. Both vacs at the Esso were broken and then both at the Shell were under a mouund of dirty snow. Then the rain started. But I did get to the liquor store and collected a car load of boxes, so I am sort of on track, but not exactly speeding along.

cleaning out the car

Tomorrow I shall take the car to one of those super vacuums at the car wash place and suck up all the winter crud. In preparation I took out all the contents - it's amazing how much stuff I was carrying around, even more because I had to be prepared for breakdowns in a northern winter - so blankets and a sleeping bag, ice grips, shovel, car brush, safety vest and other interesting stuff like a squashed box of tissues, a can of cat food that had rolled under seat, a dirty coffee mug, and a clothes line with pegs. I washed the car carpets in the washing machine. I was amazed at how well that worked out. Here they are drying on the shower rail. With a clean car I shall be one step closer to my get away. Go east old woman!

escape vehicle

This is my little car that will be driving back from the north. The turtle is my way of reminding myself that I need gas. When it gets to under a half tank I put him on the dash board. I need gas infrequently, so I need to remind myself. It is at just about $1.20 a litre, so I wonder if it will go down before I reach a quarter tank. The shell is from San Diego de Compostela - I know that I should only have one if I have made the pilgrimmage, but maybe someday in my dreams.

hydrant

The colder is gets, the brighter and sunnier it gets, so it can be quite deceiving.
I was lying in bed this morning with the temperature around -30, thinking of my little car with its block heater plugged in, listening to the radio, when I heard a report about cars which had been plugged in burning up and taking the garage and then the house with them. So then they had a fire chief warning that cars should only be plugged in for a couple of hours before you use them. I then remembered a friend saying that her daughter's car had burnt up. My stress level increased and I got up and went out into the cold and unplugged the car.