One thing I am NOT going to miss about living in Texas is not having trash pickup. Vince is pretty good about taking it to the landfill but in the summer, it needs to go so much more often than in the winter because of gross bugs and smells.
It hasn’t even been a week since he went to the landfill but I’ve been cleaning as I was packing up the sewing room and I must have come up with 30 bags of trash. Since none of it was food/stinky stuff, he was just tossing the bags in the bag of the pickup or RTV, whichever was closer.
Every day, I’d say “You ought to go to the landfill” and he’d say “I just went last week”.
Yesterday he decided he’d better go. He picked up a few heavy things in the yard that needed to go, tossed them in the back of the pickup, added the rest of the trash and he had one little truck loaded!
It will be so nice to put stinky type trash in the freezer in the garage, then load it all up in the can on trash pickup day and never have to ask Vince to take the trash to the landfill again.
Everywhere we’ve lived before, the trash man came at about 6:30 a.m. so we had to put it out the night before. At the house in MO, we live on a dead end street with just us and one other house. The trash man comes down our little street about noon so I don’t have to get it out the night before or at the crack of dawn.
I won’t miss Vince having to load up all that stinky trash and I know he won’t either.