Ah, moving day! On Monday the movers came & packed up my house into their truck. It was pouring down rain & oh, boy! What a mess! And the buyers (now owners) were doing their walk-through at six that evening. A couple important points about all of this: Mondays are recycling day & Fridays are trash day. So after the movers picked up everything, I took a lil' look around--
"On their walls, he left nothing but hooks and some wire. And the one
speck of food that he left in the house was a crumb that was even too
small for a mouse." --How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Dr. Seuss
That was what the house looked like after the movers cleaned it out--I did find a couple of things--a piece of particle board, two soccer balls, & a floor length mirror out of a frame. Yup, pretty empty. Oops! I also had a cactus plant that refused to die from when I lived in an apartment in 2001 & the wreath from the front door. But, oh the mess! The dust bunnies, & god-only-knows-what on the floor of my son's room....GACK! And the appliances needed cleaning--not sure the inside of the washer ever received a proper washing itself when I discovered & scrubbed out the crud that collected around the underside of the drum. Plus the fridge & freezer. So I swept, and scrubbed, scrubbed & swept so that at least when these folks moved in (found out not until June 1), the place would be free of grime & yuck. And I collected all of the nasty into garbage bags, old plastic bins, & an old recycle trash can & placed it all out by the street for trash collection on Friday. Remember folks--it was pouring down rain, & it was Monday when I moved out....sooooooo.....
What to do with the trash? Can't just leave it til Friday...who wants to move into a new house & see the old owner's trash by the curb? What to do??? And where to dump this huge mound of watery trash? I called Xing Fu to see if he could help me & suggest a place to dump the trash. He couldn't help (middle of the day, at work, you know the drill) but suggested that I put the trash in my car & take it to his place & put it in the "trash corral" at his condo. OK--here's a picture for y'all--me soaked to the bone carrying these bags, (and oddly, wooden stakes--so NOT going vampire hunting--I have no clue where they came from) bins, & old trash cans & putting them in my car--a '04 Hyundai Sante Fe. Don't forget the pouring rain....I drove over to the condo, pulled up to the "corral" & opened one of the doors to the car. Oh, did I mention that it was pouring down rain? And the old trash can flipped out of the car & landed upside down in the middle of the parking lot! YUCK-O! A guy was out walking his dogs & offered to help--I happily took him up on the offer & he & my drowned-rat self wrestled all the trash into the "corral'--wooden stakes & all. Disaster averted--trash contained--yippee!
The next day I blissfully went to my car thinking that all was well with the world before the settlement & opened the door to drive to the bank. OH MY FREAKIN' GOD!! The stench was ginormously overwhelming! It is the Trash Car--even the air freshener from Yankee Candle Co., couldn't handle the smell. It permeated the car & for a while after I got into my office on Wednesday, I thought it was stuck to my skin too. ICK! All week I have been driving around with the windows open & leaving them open during the day in the hopes that trash car will air out. And I think, mebbe finally, trash car is less odiferous--wet garbage--BLEH!