I’m in charge of grocery shopping, getting kids to go to sleep, making money, grilling, lunch-making and taking out the trash. My wife does pretty much everything else, god bless her. Our usual trash day is Tuesday, but it got pushed to Wednesday because of the holiday this week. Above is a picture, just moments ago, of our recycling bin getting emptied by remote control. That was a highlight of the day for sure (I happened to be outside checking the regular trash bins).
But the real BMOTD involved these old plastic 30 gallon trash cans that have been kicking around our house for a couple years now with no lids. Frankly the regular trash gets emptied the old fashioned way, and the guys are not very careful about taking the tops off before dumping. So we haven’t had lids for as long as I can remember. The result is our trash corral has turned into an episode of Wild Kingdom complete with chipmunks, squirrels, wild turkeys, skunks, raccoons, and the occasional coyote. When going to work I generally have to pick up half-eaten chicken bones strewn across my driveway.
My wife had been asking me to fix this problem for months, but I had been too lazy. She went and got replacement cans yesterday (with tops). So, in my underwear, I put those old cans out, without the tops, on the sidewalk this morning with a huge sign for the guys to take the whole bloody thing including the barrel.
I just went outside, and they are gone. BMOTD for sure. What’s yours?
