Yep. Back door trash pick-up. Our trashcan area is beside our garage and the garbage men wheel these huge garbage cans on dollies up our driveway, dump our garbage into this humongous can and ride their dollies back down the drive. It has always been somewhat entertaining to watch. These men are like little boys on the way down the drive. Much like watching skateboarders.
But then the economy crashed....or is crashing....I don't think it's hit rock bottom yet. Positive Polly that I am. And our HOA cut out this special service. What?
Yep. We have to take our garbage can aaaaaaaallllllllll the way down to the end of the driveway ourselves. Tell me I'm not affected by this depression our country's in.
Garbage days are Monday and Thursday. Always have been. Still are. But guess who cannot remember that?
Yep. Us. Ever. We never had to before. Because when the garbage bag was full in the house, we just took it out beside the garage to the outside can. And little dolly riding elves picked it up on Mondays and Thursdays.
But now? Now it's out there spoiled rotten and we missed garbage day again. It's going to get pretty rank smelling around here by Monday.
Somebody should warn Chuck that I'm going to go all "Kate Gosselin" on him if he misses it on Monday.
I think that's the man's job.
(did I just say that?)
Maybe I'm spoiled rotten.