Garbage day. I empty the fridge and bathroom garbage in the kitchen garbage. I then drag the garbage to the laundry room and clean the cat box. The laundry room garbage is next followed by the diaper genie. The garbage in my office is emptied if needed. I try to do this before Jeremy wakes so I only have to take the garbage to the garage otherwise I have to run it all out to the curb. Not so easy to do with kids around as it is usually multiple trips to the curb.
Garbage day is also recyclable day. Jeremy takes the recyclable and garbage buckets from the garage to the curb. I add my paper bag of papers if it is full. I also check cereal and cracker boxes. If anything is almost gone I get rid of the box right away. I add whatever recyclables from the kitchen that didn’t make it to the buckets before they were curbed. I run everything out to the curb usually while the kids are eating breakfast.
Garbage day is wonderful because we get rid of our garbage but I also dread garbage day because garbage is disgusting. The plus side, the garage also loses its nasty garbage smell for a couple of days. If I don’t get all the recyclables out it doesn’t bother me but I have an ocd need to rid the house of garbage on garbage day.
Our garbage day is Friday and I guess that doesn’t really matter. Before we moved garbage day was Thursday and I still had the need to empty everything out.
That’s my Friday morning drama: the need to clean out all the garbage but the dread of having to do it. It only takes a total of ten maybe fifteen minutes to take out all the garbage and stray recyclables but I still very much dislike handling the stinky garbage.