NCD: A Disease

You read that right. Not OCD, the well-known Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I have something different, something that should go away within the next 5000 or so miles, I hope.

NCD: NEW CAR DISEASE

Even since purchasing our (read, my) new car this past Saturday, I've been disinclined to park near anything resembling another automobile. At the grocery store I parked way far away from cart stalls. At home, I caution everyone to tread gently around the vehicle. And I've warned the teenagers to watch their backing up skills if they see a hint of white in the rearview.

My children may not drink anything but water inside the car, and I almost had a heartattack yesteday when I handed my four-year old a package of fruit snacks.

Mother looking crazed around the eyes: "Don't spill anything."
Small boy, looking as if he needs to spill something: "I won't."
Mother still worried: "I mean it. You can't drop one gummy fruit snack, not in this heat. The thing will turn sticky in a second."
Boy using naughty face to give Mother heart attack: "I promise. I'll eat them all. Really."

I checked. He ate them all. And he didn't mark the leather interior with his shoes. And the car still smells new, though I wonder how long that will last.

There is, however, some loose grass on the floor mats. I'll definitely have to vacuum that up. A few spattered bugs are drying on the front bumper and windshield. The horror!

I know, I'm sounding more like I suffer from OCD than NCD. I figure I have a few weeks of constant car vacuuming and washing before I lose interest in total cleanliness. Slacker that I am, I just can't maintain that frenzy for more than a month. To bad my NHD--New House Disease-- lasted only a few days. You should see the piles of dust now gathered over the house. So sad. Ah well, back to my work in progress.