I'm starting to slack on my posts. I try to post at least once a week, but some weeks I've got nothing interesting to say. So, I wait. Then I forget when something noteworthy happens. My apologies, my dear three readers.
OH and I went through a Spring Cleaning Frenzy today. Yes, it deserves the capital letters. He'd already started by the time I got home from vising Mom. We'd been planning to get rid of the short couch (loveseat) and clear out the downstairs closet so we'd have room for the bicycles we're planning on buying in the next few weeks. He had the area cleared between the short couch and the door, had cleaned out (mostly) under the cushions, and swept the floors. I came home, finished up under the cushions and we carted it over to the dumpster (which luckily is close enough for us to drag stuff to, but far enough away if someone throws out the smelly stuff). Less than 3 hours later, when we were carting out (yet) another load of junk, the couch was gone. Dumpster divers to the rescue, I presume.
It's a little bit creepy when said divers practically accost you on the way there, though. I shudder to think what the inside of their home looks like....
So now we have more walking space in the living room and the crack room. And two functional closets again!
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5 comments:
Yay on the spring cleaning! I'm horrible at that. But I hear ya on the dumpster divers. I prefer for them to remain invisible. I like to think of them as nice little elves who go about repurposing my castaways.
Exactly! Just another reason we try to take it out at night. At least then we see them less.
Have you been accosted by the can-recycling guy yet? He's creepy.
Luckily, I haven't.
Every week that I go to to the city landfill I have people trying to look at the stuff I'm throwing away .
My thought has always been if it wasn't trash I wouldn't be throwing it away
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