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In my lovely little town we don't have pickup for our recyclables. Once a week I haul all of the stuff in bins to a county site about 8 miles away. Yesterday DH went on a fishing trip to Michigan. I had awoken with a temporal migraine so DH loaded my van. Later that day I got around to doing errands and dumped everything. DH is quite lazy and is known not to break down the boxes and the way I was feeling I did not want to bother so in they went. Fast forward to this morning....
I get up this morning and get the girls ready for school. It is cold and rainy and my head still hurts. All I can think about is my warm bed. So after dropping them off (still in my jammies) I close the curtains and crawl in to bed. Tonight is the much awaited but dreaded by me Hannah Montana concert, so all I want is a couple hours sleep. As I drift off I am thinking about the Hannah Montana DVD game I got DD for Xmas, and it hits me like a Mack truck-the boxes that I threw in the bins yesterday were the boxes full of presents I picked up at Walmart last week. I had left them in the back of the van so the girls would not see. DH did not take them out.
So if you hear a story of a lady digging through the county recycling with her fat ass sticking out of the dumpster, that was me. Fortunately they were at the bottom of the bin, and I saved my self over $400.
Moral of the story...Break down boxes before you recycle.
I get up this morning and get the girls ready for school. It is cold and rainy and my head still hurts. All I can think about is my warm bed. So after dropping them off (still in my jammies) I close the curtains and crawl in to bed. Tonight is the much awaited but dreaded by me Hannah Montana concert, so all I want is a couple hours sleep. As I drift off I am thinking about the Hannah Montana DVD game I got DD for Xmas, and it hits me like a Mack truck-the boxes that I threw in the bins yesterday were the boxes full of presents I picked up at Walmart last week. I had left them in the back of the van so the girls would not see. DH did not take them out.
So if you hear a story of a lady digging through the county recycling with her fat ass sticking out of the dumpster, that was me. Fortunately they were at the bottom of the bin, and I saved my self over $400.
Moral of the story...Break down boxes before you recycle.
Did you have someone take pictures? That's almost one for the record books.
Cat mommy since 2002 
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