I must be old and slow. I make the effort to pretend like those plastic flaps are shoe laces and follow the procedure of shoe tying but that garbage bag is not my shoe and those flaps are too thick to tie. Just when I think I have it tied, it comes undone and I have to start over. It’s no fun to spend all that time fooling around with a trash bag full of garbage.
I don’t buy small plastic trash bags to line my bathroom can. I use those Kroger plastic bags. Sometimes I’ll shake it up and use a Walgreens plastic bag.
The apartment building that I live in does not have a recycling bin, so I’m currently not recycling anything. Maybe I should feel guilty about this but I don’t.
Trash pickup day in my neighborhood is Thursday morning. My neighbor puts the garbage cans out on Wednesday afternoon. I usually wait to take my trash out when those cans are out on the sidewalk. I don’t feel like walking all the way around to the back of the building. Call me lazy.
Sometimes I have a lot of garbage thoughts in my head. So far, I haven’t figured out a way to dump those thoughts in the garbage can to be rid of them. I hate having trash in my head.
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