Thank God for Dumpster Divers

Well here we are, once again, at the last week of the month. Damn, it seemed like we were here just... er... a month ago.

At any rate, I'd like to say a few things about moving.

First of all, moving sucks. Yes, I know that you are already aware of this, but it bears repeating simply by virtue of HOW MUCH it sucks. I mean, right???? Anyway...

So this month I have the double joy of moving myself, (well, moving crap I already own from another location into the one where I currently live) AND observing two of my tenants move out at the same time.

In a word: GARBAGE.

No, not them... but what they have filled my dumpster with.

I feel sympathetic to the plight of the mover, honestly I do - I am DOING it myself right now... so why is it that I have created less than one full bag of trash whereas my tenants have filled the heretofore empty dumpster to overflowing in a matter of days???

I understand that moving week is an opportune time to ask yourself the question "do I really use this fucking widget???" as you are jamming it into a box while dripping sweat and praying that you didn't lose a cat during that last hour with the door propped open... (maybe he's under a box?) But still, do you just THROW THAT WIDGET OUT? AND TEN MORE THINGS AS WELL?

Good lord, people. The waste that is generated by moving simply blows my mind.

And me? I am having a garage sale. On the first of the month. Widgets, toaster ovens and brick-a-brack beware... you are getting reeeeeeeeecycled!

Oh, and tidy, considerate dumpster-divers are most emphatically welcomed to partake of my tenants' waste!