Double YAYAY! I experienced my first touchless car wash a few weeks ago and like you, was totally enthralled by the coloured foam that made it feel like the sun went and hid behind the clouds for a few minutes.

My children were with me and my inner five year old held much much more excitement and enthusiasm to be sharing it with them.

They joys of a very clean car – that rainbow foam really does a good job…even by Virgo standards!

Thank you for sharing and recreating this experience for me with your words!

Love it
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Thank you so much for taking the time to describe this. I bopped over from Havi’s comments when I saw the name of your last post because I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the touchless car wash all out of proportion to what it is, and it makes me feel as relaxed as an hour of dancing. (Okay, maybe 30-minutes-of-dancing level relaxedness. But still.)

Vacuuming with my Dyson that does not spit itchiness back out into the air is right up there with the carwash and dancing. (My husband knows things are out of kilter when he comes home to find me anxiety vacuuming.) When I worked at MobilOil, back pre-Exxon, our offices and cubicle area were vacuumed every day about the same time after lunch. I learned quickly to save an involving task for that time lest someone come in and find me asleep on the floor, having slid out of my chair when my bones melted to the tune of the vacuum.

Paige

Yesterday, my husband called me from our bedroom. I knew from his tone that something cute was going on and he couldn’t come to get me. My husband is a soccer official so he is outdoors in park type areas a lot and I am sure his stuff gets covered with interesting scents. One of our cats was laying on hubby’s fanny pack, purring as loud as can be, rubbing against it, claws opening and closing. He does the claw thing when he is super happy. I guess the cat, a humane society rescue, was remembering some happy times from his youth when he ran free in the woods, smelling something good in that pack. Just watching his joy was joyful!

Back then, it wasn’t touchless, though. The rainbow effect came from the red and blue brush-y things that scrubbed all the grime off the car.

I was always mesmerized by the car being completely ensconced in nylon bristles.
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Yesterday, I sat with a dear friend at the local bakery, and we shared a whoopie pie, and it was the best thing I had ever eaten. Two bites, plus lots of laughter. Friendship is a wondrous thing!
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I actually go to the car wash when I feel stressed, and need a little mini-retreat. (Yeah, somehow car wash translates as mini-retreat in my head.)

This week I’ve had a few wonder-filled moments.

One was when my sweet wife called me outside to see a praying mantis crawling on the marigolds. I sat the on the steps. The mantis sat on the flower. We watched each other for about ten minutes.

Another was playing some new singing bowls. Which always feels like unraveling a mystery to me. Riding the sound waves. Seeing where they goes. Digging every delicious bit.

And, lastly, the weather cooled enough so that I could really enjoy being outside. So I’ve been spending some time on the porch. Smelling the air. Feeling fall coming. Feeling the calm. And, at the same time, getting excited, because it’s my favorite time of year.

Thanks for this beautiful post. I loved it. And I’ll be visiting a car wash soon. I’ll think of you when the rainbow-ey foam starts.
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