What's Happening???

fucking asshole contractor been over that ladies house next door all week. of course when I get some time off,, some fuck heads has to be banging, pounding doing something . This morning taking out the trash I said something to them. "your the only fucking contractors I know that leave your fucking tools in the van and make a 100 trips back and forth slamming doors and you look like a mixture of drunks and crackheads, its a kitchen not a roof, no goddamn reason why your making a shit load of noise in FRONT of my house for a week now!" ..

 

Didn’t sleep well last night :/

 

Neither did I

 

I wish we had county trash pick up instead of everybody choosing their own trash service.

The first garbage truck came and woke me and the dogs at 5:45 this morning and another one came at 6:15.

WTF!

My trash picks up on Thursday.

 

The recycling in my house is a joke. We have one bin in the kitchen for recycling and the other guys just throw any old crap in it, don't rinse cans and it's a complete waste of time.

 

At least this is a temporary situation. I never sleep well...

 

Here, you have to pay an extra trash pick up fee if you want to separate out recyclables.

 

Well this being England, everything is paid out of your yearly council tax. Everyone is obliged to put recycling out in a separate bin and if you don't the binmen won't pick up the trash. But I am actually embarrassed about the state of what we put out. They've refused to take our trash on numerous occasions but I can't do anything about the other barely functional morons I live with.

 

At least England tries.

 

England my country the home of the free
Such miserable weather
But England's as happy as England can be so why cry.

 

Ugh...I'm feeling sad and sorry for myself.

I've got to go do something.

 

I think I must have slept pretty hard and well because I feel much better this morning than last night. Ready to get out to the gym this morning, and then study for a terms quiz in piano.

 

Why do you feel bad, Aerianne?

 

Howdy folks. Gettin' busy here at the mission. Thanksgiving is right around the corner & we gotta spruce the place up for the 1,300 folks we'll be servin' on Thursday. Scrubbin' floors, sweepin' paintin', trashin', cookin' etc etc etc

 

right should pain, left shoulder pain.. Company .. PAIN!

 

I am an absolute pain in the arse when it comes to recycling. I have wee boxes for plastic, paper and veg waste in the kitchen that must be emptied into the correct outside bins and put out on the correct delivery day. I have a box for glass that gets taken to the recycling centre when full. My old (and I mean old) clothes go to the recycling bin behind the supermarket. All other stuff goes to the charity shop!

 

tossed out the last couch from the damaged room. watching the garbage truck eat it was cool.

 

Oh no, that’s terrible. Sorry ((hug))

 

What’s been happening?