Thursday mornings are my nemesis. I generally wake to the sound of the garbage truck only to remember that we forgot to take out the big green garbage can. Waking up, throwing on some cloths, and taking the garbage can across the street are an option but not likely to happen. Oh well, there's always next week. Probably only one bag in there anyway.
2 comments:
I hate to miss the garbage man! We have to haul it one mile up the driveway and we have 5 cans, All FULL!! If we miss, we are in trouble. We are either the dirtiest people or the cleanest people. Probably the dirtiest:)
Missed you at choir last night!!!
I don't even hear the truck come by, only after I get up and smell the stench from the can do I remember. I feel ya.
Post a Comment