May 13, 2006

• Oh how depressing can I be…

  Okay so I started this weekend off on a bit of a manic bent. I did laundry, got rid of tons of dump day stuff. I think I’m finally coming down. On Friday morning I remember thinking man I wish I could bottle this feeling. But now I just feel terrible, kind of sad with impending doom undertones. I’m not sure the manic stuff was worth it.

  
  

  Today was dump day. For those of you who aren’t familiar with this concept it’s when the community gets together on a single day to dispose of large items or things that won’t fit in your garbage bin. As we sat in line looking at all the trailers lined up waiting their turn to foist their goods I had a twinge of guilt. Could I have Recycled anything we were getting rid of? With some elbow grease could I have dropped any of it at the goodwill?

  
  

  And I came up with this answer…No. But hey I had to give the guilt moment some consideration. I mean I am after all the one who occasionally has to throw out the milk jug because I forgot to rinse it.  I’m new to this recycling stuff. Charlie and Isabelle are really getting into it. There’s nothing like a seven and almost six year old to spur one on.  Enough Maybe I’ll get lucky and Ben will let me lock myself upstairs tomorrow so I can watch the Monk marathon. Just shove some food under the door. It is Mother’s Day after all. I know it won’t happen but a girl can dream.

  
  

   

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