I’m not gonna show you the ree-cycle mess just outside the back door and to the right. It is toadily overflowing at this point. I usually keep up with the ree-cycle here at the moominbeach. I can’t just dump it all unsorted into a big cart next to my front door like I can at the Landfill. I have to sort it and take it to Northern Transitions to dump. So I usually keep up with it, filling reusable grock bags with sorted recycle (I’m taaared of typing “ree-cycle” and you are taaared of reading it). I dump the recycle and then I have empty grock bags to buy grocks with at Meijer or Pat’s or wherever. I am Garbage Woman and I have it down pat.

Except… The recycle center had a bailer failure 10 days ago so they had to close for a while. Which meant I couldn’t dump my recycle. So it has been piling up like crazy. We have a lot of GLASS this time. We don’t usually because I buy box whine when we are up here. But when we were flooded by beloved my cousins (of a couple degrees) here, we finished a few bottles of sippin’ spirits so, all roight, we have some glass.

The bailer failure was fixed last week but I couldn’t get there at a time it was open. It’s a long story but I can go tomorrow.

What is cracking me up is that every time I think of “bailer failure”, I think of “testicle festival”. Sorry.

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