Trash Day

Around here Friday is trash day. The picture here is a normal site in our subdivision on a Saturday afternoon. I consider myself a pretty easy going guy but for some reason this just makes my OCD flare up something fierce.  Looking at trash bins out on the curb after trash day triggers a hatred deep inside of me that I can't explain. It's just one of those things.

It isn't uncommon for half of our street to still have the bins out on the curb at noon on Saturday.  It is ridiculous. How difficult and time consuming is it for you to roll your trash can back up to the house?

There is no logical reason why something so asinine should bother me.  I just need to take a deep breath and deal with it. When I go out to get the paper tomorrow morning there will undoubtedly still be a few trash bins out on the curb. I just can't let that ruin my day.