That was supposed to be out on Thursday?
That I spent all day Friday hoping someone would retrieve?
That my mother and I had to spend all day Saturday cleaning up?
That has been sitting in my driveway since Saturday afternoon?
That my neighbors have been bitching about since Sunday morning?
It's still there.
Things in the pile:
parts of broken toys
things from trash piles that "might be useful someday"
large bits of plastic
things that smell terrible
a bigass heavy TV that may or may not work
car insurance bills
collectibles still in their boxes
a grill that may or may not work
a bag of clay
resins (I'm presuming they're resins)
a BB gun that looks very much like a handgun
his favorite hat
more random trash
a hibachi that doesn't work
Things in the pile that I want to remain on the property:
I had such high hopes. I am so unbelievably angry that this mess continues to be MY problem.
I have to shake off the rage before my performance evaluation at work tomorrow.