Where I discuss: a good woman

For the past year and a half or so (since we bought our house), I’ve been collecting big boxes in our garage. Not that I want to be collecting them, but they were too big for the garbage can, so I just put them in the garage ‘until later’. Plus, other things that were too big to throw out, or didn’t belong with regular garbage… like an old tabletop grill.

The pile in the center of the garage grew to the point where it is the defining feature of the garage. You have to shimmy around the pile of boxes and other junk to get around. So, earlier in the week, I finally got around to scheduling a bulk garbage pickup. They are coming today, some time between 7 and 3:30.

Except… I forgot to put all the garbage out. I realized this at about 9 o’clock this morning. I called my lovely wife, and told her. She cheerfully took on my duties of garbage piling. Thankfully there isn’t anything very heavy in there… just bulky. I imagine the girls played in the year while she dragged stuff from the garage to the front curb.

I am such a blessed man. What a woman.