Well, I had my first taste of a dry hit when I let my tank go too low, Nasty at 100 watts. That won't happen again.
What a weekend. It started Thursday, actually, when I received a promo in the mail for trash pickup that was half what I was paying. They should have advertised sooner in the 20 years I was here. They would have had another customer and I would have saved a lot of money. Waste Management is expensive and the privately owned company hasn't raised their rates in 5 years.
My former office in my house became a dumping ground for everything that, well you know who. I think it was 5 or 6 years ago that I cleaned it up and got rid of a lot of stuff that had no relevance anymore, but I still had a big table I used to have two computers on when I was actively trading. I had long since dumped the computers, but the table remained. Well you know what the table became.
I have 2 96 gallon trash cans because sometimes I'll either get lazy or the weather will discourage me from making the 100 yard trek to the road. With switching collectors, I had 4 trash cans- two going out tomorrow and two for my new Thursday pickup. It was the perfect storm. I started cleaning up. I did have my share of the mess as things from my mom's house ended up in there and then my uncle. He never ended up using the motorized bed and it replaced the table a couple months ago so a lot of what was on the table had either gotten thrown or moved to the side. It was literally a matter of stepping over things at the start.
3 of those trash cans are filled now and by Thursday the last one will also. I also have explained the two room in this house were entirely mine, the living room and that room. Anything that ends up in there I'll consider mine and will more that likely trash it from now on. I think she got the message.