Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Yeah, My Truck is Dirty.


Sometimes it takes someone else to let you know that you are a slob. I’ve often talked about how dirty my truck is and it doesn’t bother me. I can clean, it but a week later it is trashed again; returned to its cosmic oneness with the things of the earth. It’s a farm truck. I have hay in the bed that has composted and is sprouting young grass spritelings.

The interior of the truck is laced with hay, straw, saw dust, wood chips, crushed stone, manure and other unidentifiable materials which are topped off with a fine coating of dust from many miles of dirt roads.

My wife wanted to join me for the trip up to Jewell to get a load of hay last week. We were about ten miles up Hwy 202 when she started coughing and hacking. It got worse. I thought I was going to have to leave her there and pick her up later in her car, but we found some Windex and paper towels and I cleaned every plastic surface I could find before the return trip home. She survived, but I am now committed to spending a couple hours of detailing the truck, before letting the whole process begin again.

13 Comments:

Blogger Beth said...

People are shocked when they hear how infrequently my car is washed/cleaned. I think the rain does a great job on the outside. The snow? Not as good. As for the inside? At least there are no allergens hanging around.

5:03 AM  
Blogger loopymamain06 said...

My hubby has some awesome allergys, horses for one, their coats make him swell and get all stopped up, and a bee sting sends him straight to the hospital. One twin can't even be around seafood that is being cooked, and both twins have had weird eye reactions (Uveitis) to mold spores. As to my truck.....the salt isn't so bad, but that darn goose nailed me just yesterday.
loopy

6:09 AM  
Blogger Auntie said...

I love the earth-edness of your truck and am sad that you are wiping that all away now. I like how when you leave your truck you and your passengers always take away a little something. Usually hay stuck to your back, butt or shoes.

6:13 AM  
Blogger darev2005 said...

I'm just glad I was forced to clean out my rig the other week and found my long handled ice scraper. I didn't even remember having it and last night I was glad I did. Sleet sleet sleet! Ack!

9:39 AM  
Anonymous Ginger said...

My husband use to have a "new to him" diesel crew cab(two years old). He bought it from an anal retentive co-worker (you could eat off the floor of this guys garage...truly unbelievable). When we moved out here, my husband loaded all the animals into his truck for transport (Dogs, cats, pigs, bird, (horses in the horse trailer, of course). When he went back to work, the co-worker had a conniption when he learned that his truck had been used to haul pigs! There it was, full of hay, poop, etc. We laughed and told him it wasn't his truck anymore and that there was more where THAT came from! That truck went through a lot while we owned it. I ended up trading it in for my suburban. I dropped my husband and kids off at a baseball game and told him I was going to look at a suburban I saw on my way in to town (don't worry, there were prior conversations about buying a suburban). I showed up about an hour later at the game w/ my new car,honking the horn and saying "Look what I just bought". My husband said (with a grimace look on his face) "where's my truck?!!". I told him I traded it in for the suburban. He laughed and shook his head. Not to worry, he got a truck out of it...it's a bit older, but it's a great truck...he's happy. Plus, that truck I traded in, turns out the whole four wheel drive unit was bad (I had no idea when I traded it in); must have been from my husband beating the crap out of it w/ all the work around here...? Dust, hay, and dirt are not my issues. My problem is, the kids tend to leave some sort of food or drink in the car once we get home...my youngest use to leave lolly pops under the back seat for any mice who make their way into the car...she said they might get hungry. I'll take dust, hay and dirt anytime:)

11:53 AM  
Anonymous gearhead said...

Oh my goddddddd.
Please don't tell me that you brought your casterole to the potluck in that filthy thing...
...Braww..empph.. BLEAWALLLLAGH.

Oh, woah,,whew!!!!!
Anyone have a mint handy?

8:59 PM  
Blogger LMC said...

I'm notorious for a dirty car. Everybody has something to say about it. Over the weekend, my brother borrowed it and washed it, suits me.

Glad your wife survived the trip

:-)

2:28 AM  
Blogger The Guy Who Writes This said...

Beth, I see they have hepa filters for cars that plug into the lighter outlet.

Loopy, Hit by goose poop, eh. That's not nice at all. I've been hit by gulls but never a goose.

Auntie, too bad you don't have hay eating livestock. If you cleaned out the interior for me you could feed a cow for a week.

Darev, at first I thought you said ice cream scooper.

Ginger, I am always amazed by people that manage to keep everything clean. They must have something to hide, somewhere...They must.

Gearhead, that's why I hate pot-lucks, but really, when we are pressed into attending a pot luck we take the Subaru.

LMC, Lucky you! Bring your brother and drop him off at my place when you visit the USA.

5:27 AM  
Blogger Auntie said...

I read that as ice cream scoop too ! Damn.

5:38 AM  
Blogger darev2005 said...

Now why in the world would I have a long handled ice cream scoop? I don't buy ice cream in 55 gallon drums fer criminy sakes. Gave that up when we gave up the foster care license.
Hmmm..... is that ^ a spam post?

7:46 AM  
Blogger The Guy Who Writes This said...

Auntie, we think alike.

Darev, spam deleted and the ice cream scoop is an inside joke that can't be shared with those in the Mid West. Sorry.

7:55 AM  
Blogger Mike S said...

You can WASH a truck??? Please don't let the wife know!!

2:05 AM  
Blogger darev2005 said...

Note to self: Re-underline #1 on "To-Do" List 'Move Back To Oregon.' I'm tired of being an outsider!

8:21 AM  

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