(This is all in reference to my previous post.)
My trash can is back. I looked several times outside to see if anyone would be dragging it back and finally decided that I should throw the boys in the car and go out looking. I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t laying overturned in the middle of the road somewhere, with my trash spewing out for all to see. Once I got out of the driveway I saw it dead ahead. Someone had put it up in another someone’s driveway and it looked just like it belonged to them but I didn’t remember them having the same service as we do so I drove up for a closer look…yep…that’s my orange juice container that I threw out this morning…it’s mine. So I drove back home, left the boys in the car, got the umbrella (because things like this don’t happen unless you can add the drama of rain) and walked my trash can home. At least it was down hill on the way back. Weird.
Thanks for the smile!
i bet it was some sort of prank because when i drove out of here and down the other road there were lots of “trash” issues…several bags out of the cans and lying on the ground, one torn open etc.
Hmmmm…what kind of prank is that?! Seriously, people should have more imagination.
That’s just strange. What a weird morning you had. I think it would have been funnier if you caught them in the act and started hollaring at the Trash Can Caper from your window. “Hey, you. What are you doing with my trash can? Where are you going? That’s mine. Put it back. Don’t make me come out there. I know where you live punk!”