Wednesday, August 18, 2010


My love hate relationship with the garbage truck.

Look Garbage truck, I love you because you come pick up my garbage for me once a week, you take it to the landfill where I don't have to see it. I really really do appreciate you. (Yes I know there is a man running the garbage truck) but my issue is not with him. Its with the truck. I know it takes a lot of power to haul that garbage around...but every time you turn down my street with that loud engine of yours during my child's nap time with his window cracked open for a fresh breeze, I hold my breath hoping and praying you don't wake him up.

Sure it would be great if my child could sleep through anything, but he's not that kind of baby. Could we coordinate our watches so you come at a different time? Could we do something so that just when I'm sitting down putting spoon to mouth for *my lunch time* that I don't have to set it on the counter, letting it get cold to rock a fussy baby back to sleep? That would be soo nice of you could come in the early morning and pick up my trash. Is this asking too much?

I love you, but I hate you.


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