Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2737. Daddy Chronicles: Trash Day.
So fair and foul a day I have not seen. The elimination of trash from my house doth bring me great joy- yet the collection of such filth does wilt my soul.
Truth be told there may not be a task I loathe more than cat litter. There is nothing redeeming about this chore, and for that, I unequivocally blame the felines that routinely bless the box with their bowel deposits.
Beyond the minor inconvenience that trash day poses, I do often wonder where our trash goes. How is it kept. And why do we have do we have so much?
Trash day both stinks and makes we wonder. What a gift that each Wednesday brings.