Observations from a South Sider.

So here we are down in the South.  Down here it's real Country. So we've been a trying to assimiate. 

This is our broken washer or it's our broken dryer,  On the back porch.  I said to the Man, let's roll that baby out front where it belongs and make it a planter. We could put some tomato plants in there. 

Now you know I'm kidding about the whole 'crap on the front lawn, we live down South now' but, the man and I do need to figure out what the heck to do with our appliances that no longer work.  See around here, you are your own garbage man.  You are also the one who sorts your recycling --no throwing it all in a bin for future sorting, no sir.

It's a good thing The Man and I didn't make our living as Garbage Pickers up North, cause down here there isn't a garbage day where everyone rolls out their trash to the curb.  Here you drive your own trash and recycling to the landfill.  At the landfill you sort your recycling and get it weighed.  So you pay for your trash by the pound.

The Man says since it's such a PITA to get rid of trash, it has created a thriving Thrift Store environment. People want to keep the amount of trash down.  I think it is because there are so many part-time residents that they forget what they keep in their houses here and bring duplicate stuff and then they don't want to take the extra stuff back to their main homes.

I suggested we just start burning our trash. The Man didn't find me humorous in the least.

So file this post under stuff you don't think about until you move to a distant land.  Speaking of moving to distant lands, I will have to ask my friend Tracy who just moved with her family to Kenya about the waste removal system in her new country.

If I had a TV show

If I had a TV Show, I think this would make for a great theme song.

Of course I do not star in, write, or produce any half hour comedies.  Though I'm open to it!  I think if I could work with a team of writers I could manage something decent.  Or at least I like to think so. How terrible was that last sentence, first I started with Or and then I ended with so.  *shudders*

Here we are another Monday, and you know what that means?  Tomorrow is trash day!  I love getting rid of stuff.  For me, the best part of the moving process is getting rid of useless stuff we shouldn't  have been holding on to in the first place.

As I have mentioned, The Man is with us for the next few weeks to help facilitate the moving and so he can prevent me from pitching most of his stuff, especially what is in the garage.  Most everything that is in there looks broken or pointless to move.

 Tonight I am going to mention that we are having a garage sale this Thursday and Friday.  I'm hoping he will see the light that he will need to help. The man doesn't like garage sales. I'm thinking most men don't.

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