In response to daily post.s one-word prompt: Mountain
The word mountain makes me think of piles of work I need to do, I’ve been putting it off till later, unfortunately I find myself losing sleep over this unfinished job that I keep thinking about.
The problem lies in my big old basement, every time I look at it I wonder,where did all these things come from, I certainly didn’t hoard them, who’s the culprit, well there is one, she doesn’t let go off anything and believe me some of them are not worth a dime, but they are there taking my much needed space.
I’ve warned a few times I won’t look at them but put them in the garbage bags for next week’s collection. It hasn’t sunk in yet for she thinks it’s an empty threat. I have planned to get the lawn care people to look in and take them out.What irritates me is I have to pay someone to get rid of them.
If I had done it last year, it would have been lot simpler all I had to do was to call the city and make an appointment to pick up my bulk garbage. I didn’t do it, this year the councillors of the city decided in a meeting the city will no longer pick up bulk garbage and each resident has to take care of their own.