Human society sustains itself by transforming nature into garbage.
Mason Cooley
For five or maybe more years I have been fretting over a pile of debris left over from renovating what used to be my kitchen become wood workshop. I don’t have a running 4WD truck just my 2WD van Gracie. She gets stuck on flat ground and would never survive a trip to the backyard to take a heavy trailer load of old rotting building materials.
Only in reality, it took three big loads on my old utility trailer. Only thing that my Father ever gave me. I am actually thankful of that it means everything I own I acquired myself. It may not be much after the devastation of a divorce but it’s mine.
A few days ago I updated and cleaned bugs out of 6 laptops for a small school. It took me 18 hours of sitting there with a broken hip, mask and gloves on. Today we traded a little a couple of trips to the dump and I considered it very even.
It actually took three trips as I mentioned I was willing to do the rest myself, I don’t double deal and told them I was happy to release them from the last load. They offered to finish the job. I am so thankful it is gone it will make finishing the deck a lot easier.
I haven’t had a reason to smile but this is definitely one. No longer do I have to shoot pictures around the old fridge. I also get to put the stairway in the center where I wanted it to go.
Junk is gone and now my trailer is accessible for use again. Thanks Dad
Bare ground
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