Sweet
There used to be a time that stamps were kind of staple in most houses with all of the bill paying and the letter writing and old-fashioned correspondence. Now with email and online bill pay, the only time you need stamps are when you are sending Christmas cards or Birthday invitations. Maybe it’s because we only buy them 3-4 times per year but we basically have to build in a one week “forgot to get stamps” buffer zone in our planning for mailing stuff. It goes something like writing the word STAMPS on a note on the refrigerator, forgetting them and then circling the word a couple of times like that is going to ingrain the concept into our brains enough that stamps are all we think about. Usually, there is no less than 3 times that we drive away from a grocery store and as we exit one of us exclaims ‘STAMPS!!” We look at each other and shrug and then drive on knowing hoping that soon one of us will triumph over forgetfulness and get the chore done. If I manage during that week to remember to pick up stamps somewhere, I usually present them to my wife followed by some silly touchdown celebration dance. Finally remembering that thing that you keep forgetting is totally sweet. Yesterday we got a bright orange envelope in the mail that we can put a check into (if we can find the checkbook that never gets used anymore) and the mail-person will take the money and leave stamps in our mailbox! How are the most obvious ideas sometimes the most elusive? This solves all of those stamp forgetting problems. But I can see it now somewhere down the road written on note on the fridge circled three times “find orange stamp envelope!!”
Weak
Surely I am not the only one that has been in the kitchen at 6:00 A.M. with their eyes still half closed trying to figure out if the best way to wake up would be to just make a pot of coffee or get in a fight about whose turn it was to set the coffee pot timer. Well it is at a moment like that still adjusting my eyes to the blaring kitchen light that I will hear a gentle rumbling down the block and instantly have a bolt of adrenaline course through my body and jolt me out of my haze. Caffeine works great to wake you up but not near as much as the sudden panic that IT IS GARBAGE DAY!! and you forgot to put the can by the road. Instantly my mind sharpens and I have military type precision and focus. I bound out of the house leaving modesty behind as I grab the can and make a dash for the curb in my pajamas. I see the truck coming down the street and realize I am going to make it in time. My mind relaxes and I am victorious. As my cat-like reflexes recoil and I breath in the sweet morning air I am wide awake and suddenly aware of a few things that didn’t garner my attention mid dash. My feet are soaking wet from the dew, I really need to cut the grass, it is kind of chilly this morning, the fly on these boxers does not stay closed very good mid sprint and that is quite a draft, oh hey there are the neighbor’s kids walking to the bus stop. That is one short-lived victory once you realize you are standing in your front yard in your underwear. Why didn’t I just remember the night before? Forgetting to take out the trash is totally weak.
July 22nd, 2012 at 3:32 am
Quality blog, keep up the good work.
July 20th, 2012 at 2:35 pm
Simon, pretend for 2 seconds that it is September 2011 and I just saw this and got a school girl style crush on you for doing the same trash day thing I do and will never learn from (minus the worry of my fly being open, I don’t do that, but one time this happened and I couldn’t think and I put on my bathing suit and ran outside. It was weird.).
July 20th, 2012 at 2:39 pm
Haha you are awesome. I wish my ineptitude would always result in crushes. Nice treat for the garbage man though, well done.
July 8th, 2012 at 8:39 pm
I love forgetting it’s garbage day. I usually say I will bring the cans out in the a.m. because it’s raining or some other excuse to not have to get dressed again and go out before bed. I love the stench in the summer when I really actually do forget to take it out in the a.m. and the collection truck is already down the street so I have to wait for the next week to get it picked up!
July 8th, 2012 at 9:39 pm
Oh yeah the smell in summer lovely
July 5th, 2012 at 5:00 pm
Forgetting trash day does suck!
March 6th, 2012 at 9:21 pm
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November 15th, 2011 at 11:03 am
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October 3rd, 2011 at 1:21 pm
I have nightmares that I forget my children. I wake in the middle of the night in a panic because they are so real that I have to check in their beds to make sure they are there. The nightmares put the stamps and the garbage in perspective…
Considering I now remember that I forgot to mail something at the Post Office while I was out today, I guess I’d better run out again! LOL!
September 29th, 2011 at 8:34 pm
My husband has the trash day dilemma. I try to remind him to do it the night before. And for some reason the days we forget to do it the night before the trash men come at like 6AM instead of 9AM! Its like they know!
September 27th, 2011 at 8:43 pm
After 10 years living in my house I have yet to miss a trash day – although I have run down the driveway bra-less and barefoot to catch them.
Totally unrelated – what’s it like to get Sooooo many comments?
September 28th, 2011 at 9:34 am
at least you weren’t shoe-less and bare……
The comments have been nuts! very humbling experience to be “Freshly Pressed”
September 27th, 2011 at 7:28 pm
Awsome!
i laughed so much!!!
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September 27th, 2011 at 6:32 am
I would consider standing in your lawn, wearing just your boxers, a total win!
September 26th, 2011 at 1:43 pm
Love your blog and as such, nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award: http://aprillbrandon.com/2011/09/26/its-an-honor-just-to-be-nominated/
September 26th, 2011 at 2:08 pm
Oh wow, I don’t have anything prepared but I would like to thank…..is the music starting already?!? I really appreciate it and will now try to figure out how to accept and pay it forward and stuff.
Cheers!
September 26th, 2011 at 1:40 pm
I used to forget to put the trash out the night before because my guys come at 6 a.m. One morning I heard the truck, jumped out of bed and ran to put it out–dressed like a total idiot. I’m sure they were laughing. I never forgot again. Great post.
September 26th, 2011 at 1:39 pm
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September 26th, 2011 at 1:32 pm
Did you know you can get stamps online through USPS? Just order and they mail them to you. Might help you not to forget. Just let them do all the work for you. I absolutely hate trash day. It’s annoying. And we always forget a bag, usually the smelliest, that then has to sit for a week.
September 26th, 2011 at 11:41 am
Thank God I live in an apartment and don’t have to take the trash out on a specific day. Way too much responsibility to handle. However, I do need to buy stamps! Thanks for the reminder.
September 26th, 2011 at 11:22 am
I’m sure post of us know that feel when it comes to garbage day, I’ve had that sensation ever since I was a young kid! Great blog:)
September 26th, 2011 at 9:54 am
Hi this is the first time that I have left a reply I am a blogger virgin please be gentle. I agree and I have dashed out to the kerb in my jammies with the dustbin and my scaffie cart thats bin men to you just shake their heads and I make a mental note to do it the night before. thanks Babsx
September 28th, 2011 at 9:38 am
I am honored to have your comment
September 26th, 2011 at 8:44 am
LOL on the garbage can entry. I can certainly relate to that!!!
September 26th, 2011 at 8:37 am
I used to forget to put the garbage bin out quite often. Now I have a weekly alarm set in my phone that goes off at 5:45pm every Monday evening. I haven’t forgot it since. I’d be lost without my electronic brain.
September 28th, 2011 at 9:38 am
sweet
September 26th, 2011 at 7:51 am
I forgot to put the trash out last week…
Most of my morning panics come from dreams, oddly enough. I once woke up panicking that I’d missed the deadline for my dissertation and would therefore fail my university course. It was only after a few minutes of total fear and dispair that I realised that I’d graduated five years earlier…
September 26th, 2011 at 7:30 am
If I had a dollar for every time I have forgotten trash day…I’d be rich!! And I might be able to exchange some of that money for my wife’s forgiveness! “HONEY, you forgot the trash again!!!”. :-\
September 26th, 2011 at 7:21 am
Thank you, that’s good acticle!
September 26th, 2011 at 6:03 am
How I can relate to the garbage day story … and it’s so true – as soon as the sound of that garbage truck rounds my block, a superhuman strength imbues me and I take off, regardless of what I’m wearing or how I look. Although being a woman, the garbage truck drivers will usually be a little more *understanding*.
September 26th, 2011 at 4:01 am
Sorry, I just had to laugh while reading your garbage day story. But hooray for dads like you who take out the trash, even without pants! =)
September 26th, 2011 at 1:45 am
Hilarious post… I can totally relate!
September 26th, 2011 at 12:39 am
Loved this post… it is so true and can be attributed to so many other moments. My fiancee and I are in the last couple of months before our wedding and we did the “stamp dance” many times during the sending out our invitations process hahaha.
We also have many other victory dances, arranged celebrant, got b/maid dresses etc. Maybe we should combine them all into our first dance hahaha. We seemed to have now created a competition out of it (which I am winning HAHA) we have the majority of the “together” stuff organised, but we seem to be competing on the, ‘individual’ stuff AKA g/men suits vs. b/maid dresses etc. to be fair it turns out the girls have much more to organise in that regard. Make up, hair blah blah blah. I wanted to elope, but I didn’t win that one 😀
The bin parody happens most weeks, had to laugh the couple of times he has done it and got it out there and then realised that not only has he run out into the main street of a suburb in nothing but satin boxer shorts, but he’s also taken out an empty bin hahaha
September 26th, 2011 at 12:03 am
This why I’m so grateful that we have a dumpster at the end of our driveway! That garbage can get quite stinky if left unchecked!
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September 25th, 2011 at 11:47 pm
Great post. Sunday night is my trash night…along with cleaning out our four litter boxes! I’ve done the trash dash many times but your description brought it home!
September 25th, 2011 at 11:39 pm
Mondays are the curse for what you do on weekends! 😦
September 25th, 2011 at 10:39 pm
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September 25th, 2011 at 10:10 pm
fun post 🙂
also you provide life inspirations for me
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September 25th, 2011 at 9:37 pm
I’m glad my husband isn’t the only one:) Very funny.
September 25th, 2011 at 9:24 pm
Everyone in my house is forever forgetting trash day, leaving it to me, usually in the middle of the night since our trash truck comes before sun up, to rush out, fumble down the very dark unlit drive way, always managing to trip on a stick in the process.
As for stamps, I buy them, put them somewhere “safe” and forget where that is when I need them.
September 25th, 2011 at 8:38 pm
It’s true. Trash gets picked up tomorrow morning at my house, so on Sunday’s and Wednesday’s my husband and I scramble to make sure we have emptied the trashbins to take out to the curb. The worse feeling is driving in your car on the way to work and realizing that you forgot to take out the trash. In the summer it’s the worse because the garbage on our deck lures wildlife that pick through the bags, not to mention the stench of hot trash and flies. Ewwww. Unfortunately we have our hands tied because the HOA only allows us to put out trash the day before pick up beginning at 6pm.
September 25th, 2011 at 7:39 pm
Great post! We have no warning to get our trash bins out because we have to take them all the way down our long dirt drive to the road. But as I am the lone delicate flower in our house otherwise full of boys, I do not trouble my pretty little head about it . . .
September 25th, 2011 at 7:25 pm
I loved this post! I wake up in a panic much too often, although it’s usually due to panic concerning whether I’ve actually got up at the right time, or if I’m still dreaming and panicking about the panic that will happen when I eventually wake up. Plus, I dropped a glass of water over my alarm clock today and now it hates me. Tomorrow is going to be an interesting, and panic-filled morning 😀
September 25th, 2011 at 7:19 pm
I can totally relate to the garbage day panic! “Last week’s chicken is still in the trash can! We have to get it out to the curb fast!” All shame goes out the windown when I drag the can down to the end of the driveway in my pajama pants that are 2 inches too short. Adulthood? I’m here now.
September 25th, 2011 at 6:01 pm
Funny Store. I think we have all been there!
September 25th, 2011 at 5:41 pm
Mailing letters is totally a hassle. I have a large pile of them here in the computer room that suffered needless deaths due to my lack of stamps. And sure enough, when I finally do get the stamps, I have by that time misplaced the envelopes because I’ve put them in a “safe place” for when I finally have the stamps.
Sigh.
September 25th, 2011 at 5:26 pm
Getting everything done JUST in time (including trash takeouts) isn’t weak it’s a life style choice and I love it! Enjoyed your post – thanks for sharing and congrats on making fresh pressed!
September 25th, 2011 at 3:25 pm
You have a way of making me totally imagine i was in your shoes.
and i’m a woman, so the last bit was a bit strange.
September 25th, 2011 at 10:07 pm
Hahaha, thanks for reading.
September 25th, 2011 at 2:47 pm
really funny
September 25th, 2011 at 2:33 pm
Loved the post! And I can relate – maybe not to the boxers thing. But the last minute dash out the door not properly dressed thing, with the neighbors kids waiting to catch the bus – oh yeah!
September 25th, 2011 at 10:08 pm
Embarrassing, sometimes but totally worth it when you make it just in time.
September 25th, 2011 at 2:28 pm
This is so true. I really can’t remembe the last time I used a stamp. I know that it has been at least two years 🙂
September 25th, 2011 at 1:57 pm
I really enjoyed your post Simon, and the comments following have been just as funny!
Congrats on being Freshly Pressed!
September 25th, 2011 at 9:55 pm
Thanks so much for reading. I agree funny stuff in the comments.
September 25th, 2011 at 1:48 pm
Stamps was never really a problem for me, I just have to walk a block to the corner store, and ask for stamps… Garbage, is a problem….
September 25th, 2011 at 12:55 pm
I still write actual letters, so I always have stamps… but I can imagine if you didn’t that remembering them would be a rewarding victory… of sorts.
September 25th, 2011 at 12:52 pm
LOL – Great! Thanks for sharing!
September 25th, 2011 at 12:42 pm
This is so funny. Happens to everyone! Who hasn’t run to street in their pjs? Hilarious!
Me? Oh I usually wake husband up at 3 a.m. and ask if he remembered to take the garbage out. Then I spend the rest of the night hoping he did. These little things…Strange…weak??? Life.
September 25th, 2011 at 12:36 pm
Nice…………
September 25th, 2011 at 11:51 am
HAHA! Oh my goodness, this is SO hilarious. I can totally relate. The only thing worse than forgetting to take out the trash and rushing to do it in the morning is the bag breaking as you hobble into the garage.
September 25th, 2011 at 10:09 pm
Isn’t that the worst?
September 25th, 2011 at 11:37 am
We had a neighbor who was a trash man. We used to ask him how work was and he would always say “business is picking up”.
Anyhoo….our trashmen come round about 4:30 a.m. I’d be way out of luck if I forgot to put the trash out the night before!
September 25th, 2011 at 11:09 am
Ah, the mad dash to put out the garbage can as you hear that whining noise of the compactor in the near vicinity! Not only is this hilarious, it’s unfortunately way too familiar. Thanks for putting a smile on my face.
Oh, that reminds me, I need to buy some stamps…
September 25th, 2011 at 10:09 pm
Mind picking me up some while you are out?
September 25th, 2011 at 11:00 am
I love this post and the whole concept of sweet/weak! I’m glad I found this! I love the way you write. Next time, tell the neighbors you charge for the show. 🙂
September 25th, 2011 at 10:50 am
Great Information. Thx.
September 25th, 2011 at 9:01 am
Stamps? I’m sorry I don’t understand what these are. Is it an acronym? Did you just make a good up? :-p
September 25th, 2011 at 8:39 am
LOL! Yea, I’ve been there before (forgetting to take out the trash). Luckily, though, I’m female and I barely have neighbors. haha
September 25th, 2011 at 8:28 am
Fantastic! I have had many morning dashes as I hear the tell-tale arrival of the Ninja trash men …. sometimes, I just roll over and say “forget it”!
September 25th, 2011 at 7:50 am
A good dose of panic is waking up and realizing there’s a fire. Fortunately, it was only Mom cooking breakfast (burnt breakfast).
September 25th, 2011 at 7:34 am
Panic is the bodies version of No Doze. It’s basically free pills, how can you be mad at that?
September 25th, 2011 at 7:22 am
thank you 🙂
September 25th, 2011 at 7:13 am
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September 25th, 2011 at 6:16 am
interesting
September 25th, 2011 at 3:47 am
I live in an apartment, so I don’t have to worry about trash day. My mom, however, has had many mornings where she would run out in her pajamas and park her trash can on the opposite end of the street (hoping the trash person would pick up her trash) because she didn’t make it in time.
And your blog reminded me that I have a book of stamps lying around, collecting dust, somewhere….
September 25th, 2011 at 3:34 am
Indeed, the trash situation is one that brings nightmares. Down to a collection every other week, getting the bins out is critical, the mad dash at 6 in the morning has happened more than once!
September 25th, 2011 at 3:21 am
Beautifully written and great fun! Oh so familiar on both counts of sweet and weak. Long ago we used to have to keep stamps on board as some bills or even folk at the door would accept parts of payment in stamps – oh yeh, and now I have to scrabble around or travel 5 miles to get a refill.
With the rubbish bins – except for the form of dress it’s an exact take on me on collection morning. Prob is I tend to wear less and can’t work out which damned bin should be out this week.
September 25th, 2011 at 10:12 pm
Yeah, your driveway is not the best place to remember you went to bed the night before wearing only a smile.
September 25th, 2011 at 2:05 am
LOL…it’s nice to know I’m not the only one that does this!!
September 25th, 2011 at 2:03 am
Youre definitely one of the coolest bloggers out there. I admire your work, appreciate it for all the good blog posts.
September 25th, 2011 at 12:32 am
The times they are a changing … your post reminded me of my stamp collecting madness from as far back as I can remember i.e. before I was ten years old. My dad loved collecting stamps and all of us followed till today I have half a cupboard filled with boxes of unassorted stamps from all over the world and huge enveloped stuffed with first day issues. I can’t remember the sacrifices I made to save up enough money to fund my hobby and look at me now … always telling myself that soon I shall get down to sorting it all out…. I always hoped that amongst the stamps I randomly collected would be some gems that would fetch me a fortune.Who knows …since I am a firm believer in the Law of Attraction.. it may well come to pass for me. As you sow .. so you reap !
nice dropping by and sharing some friendship.
Roda
September 25th, 2011 at 12:06 am
haha SO true! Ah…the days of having horrible roomates and me being the panicy one to get the trash out. Thanks for the laugh.
September 25th, 2011 at 12:05 am
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September 24th, 2011 at 11:30 pm
I experience this twice a week. I’m glad someone has finally put it into words so eloquently.
September 24th, 2011 at 10:46 pm
i always forget to buy stamps! they’re so inconvenient. and get this…my landlord won’t allow us to just drop off a check. we have to mail it. that’s the only stamp i need each month, and everytime i have to purchase them i’m annoyed. oh well. life goes on. could be worse…could have forgotten to take out the trash. 🙂
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September 24th, 2011 at 9:47 pm
Funny story! You made me smile 🙂 Congrats on being freshly pressed!!
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September 24th, 2011 at 9:14 pm
What with my current easy life, thanks to many years of schlepping mail for USPS, I have a love/hate relationship with the company. It is a job that was, at one time very gratifying, but within the rapidly morphing business environment of today, has become almost pointless. Who knows what the Postal Service will look like in 10 years. But, for know, are you aware that you can print your own postage from USPS.com? Maybe that would save you a few moments of panic.
September 24th, 2011 at 9:01 pm
Love it! I can’t help but smile and giggle. Thank you!
September 24th, 2011 at 8:56 pm
I’m having those horrible coughing/laughing/hiccuping tears as I write this. Ohmygod, that is EXACTLY what goes on at our house! I once mailed all of our Christmas cards at the post office’s closing time on Christmas Eve because I couldn’t seem to remember to buy the freakin’ stamps. And garbage day? I once stood out in the frost chatting with an equally forgetful neighbour, wearing nothing but my husband’s long shirt and an uncomfortable smile.
Great post!
September 24th, 2011 at 8:41 pm
They need to combine these two things! They’d just drive around with two huge trucks, take your garbage and leave your mail! Or, wait! Wait! I know! Leave your mail FIRST, and THEN take your garbage. And they could carry extra stamps in the mail truck so you could buy them! Oh damn – I just ran out of exclamation points…
September 24th, 2011 at 8:08 pm
I had to buy a book of stamps because I needed them. I do a lot of online banking, but every so often, I need that stamp! It’s an easy thing to forget about too, just like garbage day.
September 24th, 2011 at 8:00 pm
Not like the usual shower one needs to take to wake up, is it?
September 24th, 2011 at 7:45 pm
Yep, been there, done that! 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 6:50 pm
See, we CAN’T put our trash out at night. We have bears. No joke. In fact, when my husband is deployed, not only to I get to be a “single” mom, I also take on trash duty. But the worst part about the bears? If one happens to forget to put her garage door down, the bear will come into the garage and consume the garbage from the rolling bin in relative comfort. Very funny post 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 6:34 pm
Luckily our trash man doesn’t come until mid-afternoon so when I walk my son to the bus stop and I notice that the majority of our neighbors put THEIR trash out then I remember that I should probably do the same. 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 5:25 pm
When we had two kids in diapers, missing trash day was a household tragedy!!! And I can only wish pajamas was the worst thing I wore in a panic to get out there!
September 24th, 2011 at 4:58 pm
what a treat this blog is, a christian who never screws over another christian and always takes care of the trash of their lives
rewarding read let me tell ya (wink)
September 24th, 2011 at 4:15 pm
In your defense, leaving the trash out the night before can bring neighborhood animals who will happily tear through said trash and spread it around for all to see – do I sound bitter? lol.
Very Funny Post!
September 24th, 2011 at 4:06 pm
I just want to take a second to thank all of you for stopping by and reading. This whole Freshly Pressed thing caught me completely off guard and has been a very humbling experience. I truly appreciate each kind word and bit of encouragement. This is pretty much the only thing that I have ever written that wasn’t either due for work or school or inside of a greeting card. Thank you all so much for reading and commenting.
September 24th, 2011 at 4:05 pm
Amen.
September 24th, 2011 at 3:35 pm
I live in the mountains, so last minute garbage take out is key, or else the coyotes and bears will strewn it across the street. Then you get the fun task of picking it up when bees are attacking your face… i’m allergic to bees 0_o
September 24th, 2011 at 1:49 pm
Great post! Here, it is husband’s job….he sometimes panics and rushes the can down our very long driveway, then later realizes that it is a holiday week-and the trash will not be picked up until the following day. What a waste of a perfectly fine adrenaline rush!
September 24th, 2011 at 1:26 pm
OMG. Perfect timing for me to come across your “Garbage” post. I actually forgot about garbage day yesterday.
Now that it is fall here in Ontario (Canada), the only silver lining, is that we might make it one week without the maggots “growing” in the garbage bin. I just need to make sure that the raccoons and squirrels keep out. Great post! Love the voice behind your writing. Fun and refreshing to read. Cheers!
September 25th, 2011 at 10:14 pm
Thanks a lot!
September 24th, 2011 at 1:16 pm
Funny. I’ve done thing–but in my robe and slippers. I just pretended no one was watching me.
September 24th, 2011 at 12:58 pm
Totally agree about the stamps. My problem is once I’ve notified the checker that I need them and, subsequently, pay for them, I usually walk away without them only to go back and have her say, “oh yeah, your stamps!”
September 24th, 2011 at 12:24 pm
Love the Trash piece. In our house, we celebrate “Garbage Eve” by trying to be the first in the neighborhood to get the cans out on the night before pickup. I’m not sure that the neighbors are aware of the competition, but we have, on occasion, gone far enough to put the trash out on “Garbage Eve Eve.”
Eventually you become so obsessed with winning, the Eve’s back up, you can’t even remember when the real trash day is, and you become the house that leaves the garbage cans out all the time and no one wants a trick or treat from you.
Moral of the story: if you’re gonna be that house, buy Halloween candy that you like because you’re gonna be stuck with it.
September 24th, 2011 at 3:59 pm
I love it.
September 24th, 2011 at 12:16 pm
This is exactly why I never want to be an adult. I would be a terrible adult!
September 24th, 2011 at 11:59 am
I’ve always wanted to start a supplemental trash service,charging people to come by their house on garbage day and take the can out to the street.
September 24th, 2011 at 11:49 am
great post:)
September 24th, 2011 at 11:39 am
he,he, cute. Keep writing!
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September 24th, 2011 at 4:00 pm
Thanks for reading
September 24th, 2011 at 11:31 am
Enjoyed that! Thanks for sharing.. 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 11:15 am
Haha, very funny! Great post, enjoyed reading. Congrats on being Pressed!
September 24th, 2011 at 10:57 am
Love it. Garbage day in our world is equally problematic. In fact, there are some days when our recycling hasn’t been sorted correctly, and we get a bad report from the garbagemen. Seriously, a stickie note is affixed to the recycling bin, listing any and all infractions.
September 24th, 2011 at 10:42 am
Awesome Post Man!!!
Both of these cases were sweet and funny! 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 10:26 am
I always panic in the morning haha, way of the world!
September 24th, 2011 at 10:04 am
It’s got to the point where I just wait for my stomach to drop and remember what things I’ve forgotten…while I’m already half way on my travels!
September 24th, 2011 at 9:39 am
My husband sets the cans out the evening before trash day…faithfully.
But occasionally he has been out of town on trash day…sometimes I remember and sometimes, I DON’T. As I hear the truck rumbling down the street, I think…eggs, meat, dog stuff, what other gross stuff is in that can. And yes, I am one of those people in my pj’s really praying nothing is exposed as I run out and get those cans. Forget the fact that three of my neighbors just drove by…and WAVED. Please, can’t you just PRETEND you didn’t see me?
September 24th, 2011 at 9:00 am
and it might take me a while before i get over this blog post. hihihi…
September 24th, 2011 at 8:56 am
i’m sorry i had to skip through the comments but just wanna say this is hilarious and it reminds me (especially the garbage pick up part) of my dad!!! ur both too funny! :))
September 24th, 2011 at 8:47 am
As a kid I had this happen a few times where I was at the bus stop, and then I realized I’d forgotten. Not only did I hear the rumble of the trash truck, I also could hear my school bus. 😛
September 24th, 2011 at 8:46 am
Love it! Except my husband leaves for work at 6AM so I am usually the one freaking out if he has forgotten to put it out! I typically try, unsuccessfully, to look nonchalant about my walk of shame to the curb. Like we planned all along to put our garbage out at 6AM (when it’s 17 degrees out in the winter!) but I don’t think I’m really preserving any dignity with this act. Once the garbage truck passed us by already and I contemplated whether it is legal to take your trash can to a random street and put them in front of someone else’s house. I decided that was a level of shame even I couldn’t deal with. 😉
September 24th, 2011 at 8:45 am
lol, if I had to move the garbage can to the end of the drive, there is no doubt I’d forget at some point. Fun post, enjoy the weekend!
Love the post.
September 24th, 2011 at 8:20 am
Love the post. If I had a nickel for every time I left a shop with bags of stuff but forgot the one item I actually went in to the store to get…
Hilarious.
September 24th, 2011 at 8:04 am
lol. Great story. Keep up the good work. As the girls get old enough you can teach them the art of morning panic by sending them out with the trash. Just call it character building.
September 24th, 2011 at 8:18 am
Yes, I look forward to passing down my dad’s character building activities to my kids. Thanks for reading!
September 24th, 2011 at 7:59 am
A funny read congrats on being FP
September 24th, 2011 at 6:50 am
I guess I’m so spoiled with technology that I forgot that there was actually a point and time where we had to wait for a mail man to deliver an envelope to our mail box. Come o think of it, I can’t even remember the last time I actually checked my mailbox.
September 24th, 2011 at 6:31 am
I can see myself getting addicted to a daily dose of sweet and weak. Great blog you have here.
Oh! congrats on being freshly pressed 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 8:20 am
Really appreciate the encouragement!
September 24th, 2011 at 6:05 am
Google calender- buy stamps then order them online from the post office. You will get them in the mail in about 4 days.
Google calander has changed my life 🙂
September 24th, 2011 at 5:59 am
great post….and sooo true!
September 24th, 2011 at 5:31 am
Panicking sometimes really helps. Thanks for sharing your adventures. More power!
September 24th, 2011 at 4:49 am
Haha, nice post! Nothing like a good morning panic, for me it’s normally because I can’t find a school book I need!
September 24th, 2011 at 3:21 am
Ha Ha! I totally forget the trash every single week! Too funny and I am totally able to relate!
September 24th, 2011 at 2:23 am
This post was really entertaining (and all too accurate!)j– thank you so much for a great read!!
September 24th, 2011 at 8:22 am
Thanks for the kind words!
September 24th, 2011 at 1:50 am
Love it, I thank God for phone reminders, garbage day even has its own song 🙂 …. however, there is nothing like leaving your house – getting on the public transport and thinking ‘OMG did I leave the iron on?’ I was told about horrible iron burning the curtains stories that sometimes I even panic, when I didn’t even use the iron that morning. I don’t know what it is – maybe it’s fun to panic, call the office and say, ‘I’m going to be late because I think I left the iron on’ – I think the secretary is starting to think I am going crazy but well better to be crazy than to be homeless.
September 24th, 2011 at 8:21 am
I have absolutely resorted to outlook reminders in my phone, it totally helps!
September 24th, 2011 at 1:31 am
you’re not on your own there.there is nothing worse than remembering the bin isn;t out and its midnight!!!
September 24th, 2011 at 12:38 am
Nice post! Forgetting to take out the trash indeed! Lol
September 24th, 2011 at 12:15 am
Isn’t that the truth.
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:56 pm
good idea
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:56 pm
I guess people are not sending Christmas Cards anymore. As long as the technology faciliattes a lot. People send e-card or sometimes nothing. About the trash can, I am always lazy to go out at night time specially because I live an unsafety area which sucks. Because I forgot a couple of times 😦
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:03 pm
I just found out you can actually order stamps online from USPS… May just save the day. 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 10:12 pm
One year for Christmas my postman left us a Christmas card with 5 stamps in it as a gift. We had given him a $5 Starbucks card, so this was a return gift. I was so excited! I’ll never forget it.
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:58 pm
What is this magical orange stamp envelope that you speak of? I need one of those. I’ve been out of stamps for weeks!
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:57 pm
I’ve forgotten to put out the bins before, it’s annoying when they clog up but my driveway is an uphill slope – not fair!
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:56 pm
my favorite is never remembering whether I closed the garage door
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:52 pm
At least you gave the ladies in the neighborhood a show! 😛
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:51 pm
Great post. Congrats on being FP 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 10:59 pm
Thanks a lot, what a humbling experience.
September 23rd, 2011 at 9:00 pm
It is quite an achievement you’ve got there; buying stamps 3 times a year. I have not bought a single stamp in all my 21 years of existence. Nice 😀
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:54 pm
Here in England, trash is only collected every other week, so twice a month… and there have been weeks where I have forgotten and didn’t realize it until it was way too late to do anything about it and then forced to figure out how to (seriously) minimize trash for the next two weeks until the next trash day comes around…. *sigh* 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:00 pm
If you find yourself looking in your neighbor’s bin for extra room, something has gone horribly wrong.
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:35 pm
Did I unplug the iron? Never fails to scare me 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:22 pm
I think you already know this, but you seriously just tapped into two of the greatest frustrations of adult life. Thank you so much for venting, and with humor, so I don’t have to.
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:14 pm
Love this! Congrats on getting pressed!! I saw your comment on my blog and looked at your picture next to it and just laughed. I like your style! Be back again 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:04 pm
Thanks so much. Your candy corn post was particular funny to me that day because the night before I had put something on FB about having no idea what happened to the once full bowl in our kitchen. I am totally down with the corn (and the pumpkins are pretty solid too.)
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:02 pm
I absolutely loved this post. Sometimes, you think you are alone in those common life annoyances. It’s so great to hear someone else struggles with the same things :). I can never remember to pick up my medications after I’ve ordered them lol!
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:05 pm
Thanks for reading it. I have a prescription that has been at my pharmacy for almost a year, right there with ya.
September 23rd, 2011 at 7:57 pm
sell your rubbish on e bay like everyone else does
September 23rd, 2011 at 7:54 pm
I forget trash day a few times a year. I always fret how bad it’s going to smell by the next week. Great post!
September 23rd, 2011 at 6:58 pm
I’m not sure that bulk buying really addresses the root cause of the problem, but it has worked for me: you can buy stamps at Costco. I’m pretty sure there’s no discount, but you get a big wodge of stamps and you can forget about this task for a while. Also, if you go to Costco you probably have a running list. More complicated to initiate but actually pretty easy to execute: open an account with the online usps shop. You can order tons of stamps not available in the post office and the rest of us using the standard stamp from Costco will know you have gone that extra step. I’m pretty good with putting the trash out the night before (because my mind is non-functional in the morning), but I have actually driven after the truck with our recycling.
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:07 pm
Chasing the truck down in your car takes it to a whole other level! Nice work! (I would totally do that for the ice cream truck though)
September 23rd, 2011 at 6:42 pm
Very funny post.. thanks for sharing your thoughts… also a parent of two girls (and a boy!), and already wondering how am I gonna deal with their teenager years… And I’m a woman, should be prepared, right?! Don’t think so… 😮
September 23rd, 2011 at 6:38 pm
I absolutely loved this! I feel your pain. My husband is living your nightmare: Trapped in the house with two sixteen year old girls and me, his loving and adorable wife. I really do make an effort not to remind my husband that he forgot to set the trash out for these very reasons. And for real? Why can’t anyone remember to set the timer on the coffee pot. I mean, we put a man on the moon for crying out loud! Loved it!
September 24th, 2011 at 4:07 pm
I like that you give him a break, I fear the teenage years.
September 23rd, 2011 at 6:15 pm
Keep the stamps *in* the orange envelope, so when you look in it and there are No Stamps, amending the situation is easy?
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:51 pm
Had THIS happen more than once! Thanks for the smile, & for letting me know I’m not alone!
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:39 pm
Cute post! Pre-potty trained kids served as great reminders for us. There was no missing garbage pick-up day then!
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:26 pm
paper day is the best, I have a special paper bin that is being collected every 4 weeks , if you miss it like I did paper will start collecting very fast.
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:23 pm
Yes, that’s it exactly. Stamps and ice. Because you know the ice maker has got to burn out the day you’ve got people coming over for dinner…
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:22 pm
We rely on a visual cue from the neighbor; we always see his trash barrel when we let the dog out for one last run around the yard. Just last night we had a unsettling thought …what if he goes on vacation ?
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:09 pm
At least if he is on vacation you could start filling his trash can.
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:56 pm
I thought that’s why we had kids; to take out the trash! As you get older, it’s only going to get worse. You complain that you drive to the grocery store and forget to get stamps? I get in my car and forget where I’m going!
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:41 pm
Fun post! It helps to remind us all that life is really a cartoon. I am completely mortified by “trash day” because it is one more judgment I have to put up with. (Don’t I have enough cross to bear as a black woman in our culture?) In our area, if things are not perfectly separated (recyclables, degradables, and trash heap pile), the garbage men hold court and summarily pronounce you “unworthy” by slapping a neon orange sticker on your failure, with a warning that says, “get it right” — leaving it on the sidewalk for all the neighbors to judge your lowlife crime. I am currently in search of a Trash Heap Therapist! Do you know one? 🙂
September 23rd, 2011 at 11:10 pm
That sounds like anxiety I could do without, funny though.
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:35 pm
Also a father of two girls and the lone Y chromosome. I did finally get a male dog. The last one was a XX too.
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:32 pm
Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it.
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:31 pm
hahah, I’n finland you don’t have to move the garbage can, it’s up to the workers to figure out where it i 😛
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:28 pm
Very funny!
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:21 pm
Clever… thanks!
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:20 pm
I can feel my eyes pop open as I read – have been there, missed that! I tend to miss the recycling more! So little garbage these days, it isn’t so bad to miss – garbage man comes every week. But man oh man, if I forget the recycling – it is only a small box every other week! Now that gets me up early garbage day!
Fun post – thanks for sharing.
September 23rd, 2011 at 4:03 pm
awesome post… and how true it is. I too have done the barely awake leaping out of the house to make a mad dash to get the garbage can out before the truck passes. Although, I can safely say I have yet to do it in my underwear.
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:53 pm
funny post! but I usually have that sense of panic while lying in bed! and why do the trucks have to come at 6am anyway grr.
Congrats on being freshly pressed…
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:49 pm
LOL … thank you. I very much enjoyed reading your post and laughed as I related to both the postage stamps and the garbage! And … I must admit I also laughed about the image you projected of yourself dashing out with the trash and boxer shorts. Very funny!
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:54 pm
Not a proudest moment but as it turns out great blog fodder. Thanks for reading!
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:38 pm
What is this magical orange stamp envelope that you speak of? I need one of those. I’ve been out of stamps for weeks!
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:55 pm
it just showed up yesterday, totally sweet, hopefully yours is on the way!
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:20 pm
Very funny and I can relate. This reminded me of the morning my husband forgot until he heard the garbage truck. Tried to meet them at the other end of the neighborhood, running down the streets, rolling those big ol’ cans, half-dressed. My middle-schooler on the bus that witnessed it didn’t think it was too funny. Especially when someone said “Isn’t that your dad running around rolling those garbage cans?” Great post.
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:25 pm
That is hilarious, except for your middle-schooler, of course.
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:16 pm
I leave for work prior to the arrival of the garbage crew. Sometimes I have driven for a distance before I realize there is a reason everyone has their garbage/recycling/yard waste bins out on the sidewalk…
Weak.
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:11 pm
^^^agreed
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:08 pm
The end of my driveway is 1/4 mile down the hill from my house. It’s unfortunate but if I forget to put out the can on Sunday evening I will not hear the trucks rumble down the street because they are too far away. And even if I did that 1/4 mile sprint would have me gasping for air as I watch the truck drive past. Thankfully it has been a really long time since I’ve missed putting out the cans…
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:14 pm
1/4 mile is more than enough incentive to just buy another can or start to compost or something haha.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:56 pm
There is no morning panic like garbage day panic! Mostly bc not having the garbage picked up makes wives angry.
September 23rd, 2011 at 3:01 pm
Yeah it makes for a long week of trash piling up and a constant reminder that you blew it.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:46 pm
I’ve forgotten to put out the bins before, it’s annoying when they clog up but my driveway is an uphill slope – not fair!
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:42 pm
SO MANY people do this, THe only problem is that I’d be the one running out there in my skivvies chasing after the garbage men, my dad would make me do it.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:50 pm
It is undoubtedly a highlight of the garbage collector’s day.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:40 pm
What makes me panic is the realisation that I forgot to lock my front door – it happens on an almost weekly basis and yet I still forget to do it when I leave the house.
Ridiculous.
Cute post and congratulations on being Freshly Pressed! 😀
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:47 pm
I do that with the garage door, then I realize anyone seeing the inside of my garage would be too horrified to enter.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:51 pm
Thanks!
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:38 pm
I wonder how many people Waste Management catches in their pajamas on a daily basis. It must make their job worthwhile!
September 25th, 2011 at 10:03 am
This is an excellent idea for a blog: a garbageman who takes pictures of the people sprinting out in their pajamas to get the trash can to the curb.
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:36 pm
my favorite is never remembering whether I closed the garage door
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:32 pm
Awesome post! Thank you!
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:32 pm
I used to forget trash day, until one Christmas when our trash guy left us a card…signed “Jesus.”
His name is Jesus. But my children were convinced that he was the “real” Jesus — the “other” Jesus (and I totally dug the metaphor there…but I think it escaped my kids).
Anyhow, henceforth, trash day is never forgotten. That would be equivalent to blasphemy, after all. Now we all verbalize that “Jesus is my trashman,” every Tuesday, like clockwork…
😉
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:52 pm
Love it!
September 23rd, 2011 at 5:22 pm
So funny.
September 23rd, 2011 at 8:00 pm
LOL Mikalee. That’s a funny story.
September 24th, 2011 at 7:28 am
Mikalee, that is hilarious and profound at the same time. The real Jesus does take out our spiritual trash for us. When we mess up, He cleans us up. I think that might make a good children’s story for the kids at church. Hmmmmm!
September 24th, 2011 at 1:12 pm
hey, I like that!
September 25th, 2011 at 4:14 pm
That is too funny….I can see the bumper stickers now. Instead of “My Boss is a Jewish Carpenter”, you could have “My Boss is a Hispanic Sanitation Worker!”
http://www.groundedbyaccident.com
September 26th, 2011 at 12:29 am
Mikalee that is a brilliant story and how wonderful that your trashman was nice enough to leave you a card! There is not enough of that old fashioned neighborly friendliness these days. I am 28, but I still remember when I was really young the milk guy coming with glass milk bottles and knocking on our door. It’s how I was brought up, I also spent a lot of time in the country where that type of friendliness is the “norm” – I think the big cities are missing out on a lot of “human-ness” these days hehehe
September 23rd, 2011 at 2:29 pm
lol, if I had to move the garbage can to the end of the drive, there is no doubt I’d forget at some point. Fun post, enjoy the weekend!
September 25th, 2011 at 11:30 am
ciao
September 25th, 2011 at 3:51 pm
I have been the wife in the kitchen window hearing my husband dash out of bed, fly out the back door and I see him standing at our curb in his underwear, wiping his brow because he managed to beat the garbage truck to our drive. Then I stop and think to myself how do he hear that because I didn’t. I then realize that he has the same hearing I do when i hear our son drink out of the milk carton and I receive a puzzling look from my husband after I yell at our son.