Thursday, July 23, 2009

The Walk Of Shame

This morning I had to do the walk of shame AGAIN. No, I didn't sleep with someone and have to sneak out in yesterday's clothes, but I did have to get my trash can at the end of my driveway from last Thursday's trash pickup, fill it up with new trash, and walk it out there again. And of course it was 8am so everyone was leaving for work, and of course it makes this horrible clunky noise all the way down my long driveway to provide ample time and reason for everyone to check out what I'm doing. At least yesterday when they saw my trash can at the end of the driveway I appeared to be simply ahead ahead of the game by having my trash out early.

Not like having my trash can at the end of my driveway really affects our curb appeal that much anyway. The 6 feet tall fireweed and million kid toys strewn about really draw your eye away from the garbage can and that shredded diaper that my hellion precious family pet kindly brought over from the neighbor's house. We were already 'that house' in the neighborhood anyway since the "Potomac Blue" that we chose to paint our house looked perfect on the color swatch, but really should be named "Extreme Electric Aqua" to properly disclose the actually color. All I know is if the Potomac was that color it would be declared a radioactive hazard.

Luckily the house has faded in the last 5 years and now it's a 'beachy blue' that still sticks out like a sore thumb with all the cream, brown, tan, and all other colors of boring that inhabit the street. I'm just wondering when the neighbors will start collecting money to move us somewhere else to rid them of color and this killer.


I'm just going to rest up and conserve energy so I can get that trash can at least by next Wednesday.

1 Thoughts From Others:

Tina said...

You are so funny....

Thanks for the good laugh....

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