Dumpster diving
You get another pic of Ireland today. About the only pic yer fav-o-rite blahgger thought about taking today was of a Subie key fob at the bottom of a recycle cart 😵💫😵💫😵💫
I was ready to schlep to Meijer for a few grocks at 0-skunk-30 this morning but when I went to grab my favorite key fob, it wasn’t in the basket. I panicked for a split-second but since the *other* fob was there, it wasn’t an emergency. All the way to the store and back, I ruminated on what I could have done with the fob. I went to Plum yesterday morning. The fob was zipped securely into my polartech vest pocket. I remember walking into the Landfill, unzipping my pocket, and dropping the fob, well, where? In the basket? That was the intent.
As I continued to process this situation, I remembered being in a flurry about putting groceries away and then LATER ON, putting the bag of recycle that I collect *inside* before taking it out to the big cart that gets rolled out to the street. By the time I got home from the grockery store, I had this pretty much figured out and a quick peek into the cart spotted my fob waaaaaay down at the bottom. I couldn’t reach it so I tipped the cart over and dumped everything out (there wasn’t a lot, which is why I could see the fob). The recycle bag (*inside* the house) is next to and below the Key Basket so I must’ve *missed* the basket.
That set the tone for my day. I am in “travel” mode and I feel like a walking train wreck about packing. Yes I am making lists. At least I don’t have to take a plane. And no, it won’t be a catastrophe if Cygnus and I land in the yooperland *without* something. The moomincabin looks like it’s out in the boonies somewhere but there are stores including a nice cushy Meijer super-grock-store a 15 minute drive away and there is almost *no* traffic ever. You just have to watch out for deer, bear, and turkeys and once I think I saw a sandhill crane crossing the road but maybe that was a REM dream.
P.S. I prefer my “fave” key fob because the GG has attached looooong leather “strings” to the other one.
May 21st, 2024 at 7:10 pm
I’ve done that sort of thing myself–putting bills in the recycle instead of the junk mail. Ugh! My keys have ended up in weird places too but I do have a spare in my catch all basket on the bar counter. Whew!