Over the last while I've become quite critical of myself in an effort to improve simple things that have the potential to spoil a morning or a whole day. One of those is my tardiness at taking out the bin early on bin day. Tomorrow is bin day.
Along with various other shortcomings of mine (I have plenty of them), I think that getting the small things rectified can then provide greater freedom and scope for dealing with the more challenging issues. This was cemented last week when LL and I woke up at 6:30 to the sound of the bin truck ... driving away. We had missed it. LL was devastated and berated me heavily for not getting it sorted in a timely manner. It devolved from there into a substantial meltdown over something which in my mind was a small issue but to her seemed the end of the world. Perspective is everything.
We spoke about it and while comforting her, I tried to explain that missing the bin truck for one week was not the end of all things, the bin was only a quarter full as we are only two people. It did leave me with a lump in my throat though as it was not the best start to the morning and tainted a good portion of the day thereafter.
One of the reasons that I don't like putting the bin out the night before is from prior experiences of living in a very dodgy area where wheelie bins were used for nefarious purposes: Gaining a metre in height can provide access to a window for a break-in and wheelie bins had been stolen and then used to transport stolen property. The area that I live in now is nothing like that but of course my previous point of reference is still in my mind and lends me an uneasy feeling about changing my behaviour - but I will if it prevents a meltdown tomorrow by missing the bin truck and I don't really want to go two weeks without it being emptied for obvious reasons.
It's not a big change in the grander scheme of things and the endless responsibilities that I have on a day to day basis, but at least it will resolve one issue and tomorrow we won't wake up in a flurried rush to chase down the truck before it drives away.
So that was my mission for today - a full cleanup of the yard and house and while doing so I found the little pieces that nature left behind pictured above. Beautiful even in death, they have earned a place on my daughter's nature table.
The bin is going out tonight and I'll fight the uneasy feeling in the knowledge that it might be a better outcome after all. That's the funny thing about change. It can start with a stupid little thing like this that has a small impact, but many of these little changes and being dedicated to improving where you are lacking, that's what counts - immaterial if it's trash or not.
Move mountains one stone at a time
If I came across your bin, put out the night beforebin day, I'd go bin surfing down the hill, assuming you live on the top of a hill, of course.
Ok, no I won't; I tried surfing on two occasions and was pretty terrible at it on both attempts. So, it's unlikely I'd be able to surf your bin anyway.
I know, this is a garbage comment in a post about garbage. Seemed fitting. 🤪
Hahaha I think watching you bin surfing down the hill would be comical, probably until you got to the speed wobble part. The image in my head of your legs flailing out on either side of the bin trying to get it to stop has me 🤣
Totally fitting comment! I enjoy talking trash to you Galen.
I'm off to go put the bin on the sidewalk. Thanks for stopping by.
I have grand visions of me standing atop your turned over wheelie bin, knees bent, arms providing balance, as I manoeuvre it about the place dodging and weaving down the road.
The reality is that I'd probably face plant after about 2 metres, grate my face off on the bitumen and spend the next 20 years of my life feeling like parmesan cheese and getting called parmesan cheese face.
That would be awesome, is there space for two? Now I also want to bin-surf.
I think you are subconsciously remembering the tree incident...fucking stupid tree! Please don't face plant, I don't think bin surfing is worth it, even as fun as it sounds.
The world needs more parmesan cheese faces so you're welcome to get on board.
Yeah that tree incident has a way of coming back over and over. If only my face didn't hit all those branches on the way down, I'd not look like Quasimodo.
Well you know how cheesy I am so I reckon I'd fit right in, although I consider myself to be more Feta than Parmesan 🤣
Only in Quasimodo's dreams G-Dog, but fuck, reading that post hurt, I winced all the way down. Your younger years were full of knockabouts like that it seemed. How did you survivie all of those? Fucking invincible.
Now you mention it I totally get it.
I was a magnet for it. I should write another one, I have a lot of those stories.
I have a hard head, and my coconuts slowly became accustomed to getting knocked about. They still work though, to this day, despite me being 153 years old.
Yay I love dead things!!!
I also hate taking out the trash. Our little garbage yard in my complex frequently gets broken into and raided and ransacked by unhappy houseless humans (and the occasional ecstatic raccoon), and I always dread going out there and seeing the slimy, stinky, unsightly mess, not to mention walking through it to throw my garbage bag away.
I also don't have the usual relationship most people have with dead things, part of the cycle.
Gosh I know it can get gross, I lived in a complex where the same used to happen. Walking on maggots was the worst for me. Pop squish pop. Urrrgh. Racoons though? Cute man, except for the ones with rabies.
Eeeeeew maggots get stuck in the treads of your shoes, too.
I want to love raccoons, but not when they eat baby crows. So this time of year they are the enemy. But I would rather they were trashing the trash yard than some unstable dangerperson.
My daughter thinks maggots are awesome, she looks at me like I'm a weirdo when I say bad things about them 🤣
Yes I get that, I feel like that about squirrels which will happily consume anything with a protein content and people don't realise that they raid birds nests. There are enough unstable dangerpeople about, we don't need anymore so the raccoons definitely win there!
I hadn't considered the squirrels here as nest raiders, but I imagine they would. They've stolen the pork belly I put out for the crows... and eat all the dog and cat kibble. I guess I better feed them more so they leave those eggs alone.
Your daughter is a biologist!
You had me with garbage post🤣
My bin day is Tuesday and they pick up at 7am, so they go out the night before. What peeves me is the f*uckers who don't bring the empty bins in, these are blown onto the road which is a main road and accidents happen!
A full clean up of the house and yard is a pretty bloody big mission so well done Andy, that was awesome!
Lol it was actually a fun post to write after doing all that cleaning and the house always feels nice after a good fluffing up.
Oh your guys are way more organised having a designated time - our bin truck doesn't have a specific time, last week it was 6:30am, two weeks before that they only collected at 3pm, so we never really know until we hear the truck.
Yes I can imagine that must be dangerous and those bins aren't small either. If I saw a wheelie bin flying towards me while driving I would freak the fook out! Yes, I'm one of those drivers that ducks for branches so you can imagine 🤣
Thanks for the commend Ed.
In theory they are organized. It is always Tuesday, the blue (general waste) is every other Tuesday at 7am. then we have plastics one Tuesday a month and cardboard one tuesday a month and they are sometimes whenever they want!
Oh yes they can be a menace, but some tossers try to leave them on the sidewalk for days at an end. As I walk on the pavements I throw the empty wheelie bins rather loudly into their garden. Like I give a sh$t!
Duck for branches, oh dear me 🤣🤣🤣
Indeed.
In a way, I'm relating this to something more than just taking out trash. Like when I missed doing one particular thing at home (which may not be significant but totally essential for a happy life) i feel like everything is going downhill from there. I begin to compare my neglectful or forgetful behavior to my life and before i know it, there comes the trash talk. Then if I deliberately didn't do it because I had a certain fear, there's worse trash talk. 😅
Hi Deraaa
Oh absolutely! That inner critic can be ruthless over things that are not even a huge issues when you take a step back, so I totally agree with you on how we can be really harsh and equate our worth to what we accomplish on a daily/weekly/monthly basis instead of whether we are a good person on the inside. That's a good analogy you've brought up. Thanks for coming by.
Hi Andy!
It's amazing how sometimes we get so used to an idea that even if the circumstances are different, it's hard to break our patterns. But it's worth trying, and even more so in this case, because you don't want to end up inundated with garbage;)
And in the end, even if it's a little difficult today, in a few days, you will feel relieved not to have the stress of having to get up early to get the bin out before the bin truck comes by.
Good luck with that:)
Hi @coquicoin
I agree, I think that small things all add up. LL said to me earlier she's very happy that we took it out earlier because now she won't have a bad start to the day. I call that winning!
It's gonna take a bit for me to overcome the feeling that it's gonna be used for the wrong reasons by a thief, but I think that will reset once it's been out for a few weeks in a row and doesn't get stolen 😊
Have an awesome weekend coming up and thanks for stopping by.
LL is a smart girl 😄
Have a fabulous weekend you both too 🤗
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