Wednesday, December 21, 2011
A few weeks ago my van began to take on an unpleasant odor.
Perhaps you can guess, from the title of this blog entry, the precise nature of said stinkiness.
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The thing was, no one had been sick in the car recently, so I couldn’t figure out where the smell was coming from.
I thought it might be Eau de Lost Sippy Cup. (You know, like the ones we’ve found under the couch with solidified milk offensively curdled inside them. Ewwww…)
But I couldn’t find anything under the seats, and all of the twins’ cups were accounted for. I couldn’t really find the precise location of the smell either; although it was definitely in the general area of the twins’ carseats.
There was nothing to do but clean the whole car.
Now, you may remember I had the car “detailed” after an accident not too long ago, resulting in the cleanest van ever known. (Read that story here, if you’re interested.)
So I didn’t expect the mess under the seats could have gotten too bad. I was wrong.
I spent a couple of hours giving the van an intense cleaning. I took absolutely everything out of the car. I removed the carseat covers and washed them in the washing machine. I threw away all the trash that had been collecting under the seats. I vacuumed AND shampooed the carpets and seats. Then I left the whole thing open to air out inside the garage for 24 hours.
I’m telling you, this was a THOROUGH cleaning.
The next day we all got inside the newly clean van. Everyone exclaimed over how nice it looked. I congratulated myself on a job well done. We drove for a few minutes in silence.
Then ET remarked, “It still smells like barf in here.”
And the annoying thing is, she was right!
So I resorted to spraying air freshener every time we got in the car instead, drowning the bad smell in a sea of floral friendliness.
Maybe I should have just STARTED with that, and saved myself a lot of trouble.