Isn't that just a kick in the crotch?

I can't say I remember washing my car for about a year and a half. I don't drive my car all that frequently, as such I really don't notice how dirty it is inside and out. Having driven in it a bit more than usual this weekend, I came to the logical conclusion that it had been WAY too long since Annie had a bath. It began as the perfect day to wash, nice and warm, slightly overcast so that I can let it air dry without having too many spots, yet cool enough to still enjoy the manual labor of washing, scrubbing, vacuuming, and wiping the interior. The forecast showed a 20% chance of rain early next week, mainly south of the DFW metroplex. By the time I finished washing, the wind was picking up a bit. By the time I finished with the vacuum a freak thunderstorm moved in. I guess I should wash more often. Apparently I am the entire cause of the drought.