Claudia (clauclauclaudia) wrote,

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Sometimes it's the small victories

It's my job to put out the third floor recycling. Which I forgot last week but there wasn't much stuff. But I've been cleaning out my room and both bins were pretty full. And I figured I'd do them once I finished in my room last night.

But I got a repreive (the plasterers don't come until Wednesday now) and didn't finish my room last night, so forgot to bring the bins out.

Not ten minutes ago I folded up an empty Cheerios box and... added it to the recycling bin. Oops.

I went to the second floor porch to see whether recycling had been collected yet. No. But what's that rumble? The truck is down the block, making its way here!

I grabbed sandals and did two round trips in nothing but my flannel nightgown and brought all the bins out before the truck made it to us. I hear it outside even now.
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