happy saturday - it's 90 degrees and i just cleaned out my closet (well, 90% of the clothes) and bagged 'em up and took 'em for a ride to the Veteran's Used Clothing bin...
i had 7 garbage bags full of used clothes.
here's the thing... i am probably going to have a heartattack at the age of 36 because i am sweating like a freak and still breathing heavily... and it's not from seeing some young strappng veteran in his fatigues or whatever...
those 7 bags... full. dragged 'em downstairs. then to the car. then out of the car. then over to the bin...
has anyone ever shoved a bag into one of these bins? it's like a physics experiment trying to figure out how to fit the huge garbage bag into the deposit slot thing. okay, maybe not physics, but, it's a dilemma nonetheless.
anyway, back to the heartattack... there i was putting my back into it and pushing each bag into the bin.
sweaty macfurkle over here with major blotches/heat spots on my face and neck. thus, the reason why i am not subjecting you to the visual of it via a vlog,
Whatchoosayin'?? (1 yapped)
I'm with you - I tried to start the lawn mower today... and it's either broken or I couldn't get enough strength to turn it on. I'm hoping for the broken excuse.
Posted by susan | May 26, 2007 7:36 PM