Sometimes taking out the trash is more than it seems.

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This trash day was the first, I believe, chance to get rid of the boxes and old rug removed during house cleaning.  Between then and now I simply had too much trash, and no recycling day.  I had forgotten.  When I put the trash and recycling bags in the bins, and headed to the curb, I noticed the pile that was supposed to go.  I wasn't really feeling up to it.  Still, a deal is a deal.  More, I did not want this pile getting buried under snow, rotting until spring, and then dealing with it then.  When snow will come, and stay, is anyone's guess.  Overdue, if you ask me.  So... I had to pull bags out, squish and push this and that.  The rug was a bear to work with.  While we haven't gotten snow to stay, we have gotten snow and rain.  I would guess this thing is seven by twelve.  Dry it's a bit of a bugger, wet it's a bear, to manage.  Still, after this and that, I got rid of the rug, then broke, bent, and stuffed the boxes into recycling.  Done.  Yeah, I went around the cave, picking up anything that needed to go, emptying the waste baskets here and there, so it's a straight job.  Damn I'm doing good.

A bit of a break after that.  The dishes should be ready for a final wash shortly.  While these dishes and pots weren't left for long, they still needed a soak.  Cheese, burger, mac is messy.  It sticks to pots, it sticks to silverware, it's messy.  I have everything down, pretty much, to a shine though.  I just like that final wash, to be sure, and to get the last bits of grease out.  After that, a shower.  While showering, I will make sure the tub gets cleaned from after the dishes.  The tub is really looking good.  I had thought the porcelain had been scratched down to the iron.  Seems not to be the case, and all the porcelain is quite nice... if not quite perfect yet.  Good enough for a dame to take a hot soak and be relatively happy with it.  But not quite to spick and sparkle.  Might not be possible, it's older and the place is dusty.

Yeah, a couple of shows, perhaps the final wash and setting up a rinse, a couple more shows, then drying and putting dishes away.  Another show and a shower.  And, finally, a trip to town.  Later today, when I get back... or tomorrow... I'll deal with all the new boxes that have arrived.  Some need to be saved, some will be set aside for a specific group of items that may need to be sent, but some may just go away.  I'm liking keeping up, as good as I can.  Some days, though, you will lose.  I will.  I can only do so much.  Later.