Looks like another splendid day beginning. Our last kid was born two days ago. She's a BIG single, much bigger than the pair of boys born last week. Stubby's a really good mom, too, very protective and doting.
I've gotten a pretty large trailer load of junk from the partner's place loaded for the dump. Doesn't look like I did anything. There were a total of seven ladders, one of which was still serviceable...but, but, he can fix them! Three pieces of what was once a huge parts bin. He cut it into pieces because it couldn't be moved any other way. Of course, its rusted and rotting, and heavy...but, but, he can weld them back together (someday). Broken office chairs, chunks of wood, plastic, some sheet rock that will have to be scooped into a bag with a shovel, tarps in various stages of disintegration, and plastic jugs (for every imaginable oil, windshield fluid, plant food, and much more), make up the bulk of this load...oh, and about a dozen big garbage bags of unidentifiable detritus. For trailer loads like this, they charge by the ton and send you down to the "pit". But it's a start, and each load is one more baby step towards getting rid of all this trash. I'm thinking that after I've gotten rid of the larger stuff, I'll have the waste company drop off a big dumpster for the smaller stuff from the yard and the house. I think a large RedBox runs around $120.
Another interesting development with the clean up is, I am running a quite active trapline for mice. When I get mice, I drop them onto the porch where a local cat picks them up. A friend of mine pointed out that it's usually the cat who brings the mice to you. A couple of days ago, I came up empty, no mice. That cat was waiting on the porch when I came back outside. Poor fellow was pretty disappointed. The partner just cannot find it in his heart to kill those cute mice. He's pretty badly infested and I recommend that no one I know or care for not accept food from him if he brings it from home.
Then, I will forgive him.
