DISCLAIMER: The following post is about a great deal of trash.
There were only 2 problems in this joyous life of ours. 1.) Our biggest 45 gallon trash can was overflowing every. single. week and 2.) we had to store it in our garage every. single. day.
We had to accept its stinking, hulking mass in our garage because we live in a wind tunnel and it would blow all around the yard. We had to welcome its reeking body into our lives, and sidestep by it in the garage all the while we had to pile the trash up around it, as well as in it, because it was too small.
Each week, the guys had to gather up all the trash that didn't fit inside the can itself, and strategically place it at the curb, hoping against hope, that the winds wouldn't get too strong and blow the extra trash into the yard and street. Trash night involved extra boxes and packing tape.
Why was I putting up with this?
I called our trash company. They don't accept trash cans over 45 gallons and they don't accept the big "toter" trash cans. The men at that company manually pick up each and every can and dump it in the back of the truck...I felt sympathy and great respect for them. BUT, I also promptly discontinued service and had the gall to ask them who did accept the "toter" trash cans.
The new can was delivered today! On earth day! It's big! It's blue! It is 99 gallons of pure bliss! Big F actually phoned me to report the arrival of the big can! He was delighted! I am delighted! We can fit our old can inside the new can, and it will be hauled away next week! We have no intention of reducing our household waste any further at this time! We are feeding the chickens household scraps and are composting other waste! That should be good enough for right now! As you can see, I have a little guilt about our impact on the environment! Is my guilt enough for me to return home this evening and discontinue the use of the new, big, blue can? No!
As far as I'm concerned, our life is now perfect.
