Meditating on glass

I bought a squeegee lately.
There was no reason to buy it except that I've never bought one before and now I have one.
Cleaning windows is no fun, but I love the excuse of sitting at the ledge of my window - mist spray in one hand, squeegee in the other - and look all tough and professional like I know the secret art of squeegee cleaning.
You know how sometimes you stare at those uncles at the gas station and think to yourself, "Hey, cleaning cars with a squeegee actually looks like too much fun. "
No? Never? I can't be the only one.