The forgotten recycling

I forgot to set out the recycling bins today.  Where I live we have to pay for someone to come by and pick them up.  They come every other Tuesday.  I have it marked on the calendar but it is the hardest thing to remember!  The recycling is my responsibility because my husband just won't do it.  He's not a earth hater or anything; he just doesn't want to be bothered with it.  Sometimes he will throw a milk carton in the trash I am sure just to bug me.  I will run over and retrieve it and put it over into the blue recycling bin.

I hate it when I forget stuff.  I know everyone does but its really frustrating.  If I could have a super power, I think it would be to have the power to turn back time.  Today, I would have moved it back to 11:15 a.m. so that I could have put out the recycling bins before the truck got there at 11:17 a.m. since that is when the "sorry we missed you" hanger said they were here.  It would be an awesome power to have.  I would have turned back time on September 22nd the year my friend's son was killed.  I would say, "Now, Gregg, go put on your helmet before you get on your motorcycle even if you are going 500 yards to your grandfather's store."  But no one has that kind of power and its a good thing.  We have to learn to be responsible for our actions however trival or careless they may be.

So, it is really no big deal.  I will just smash the cans and papers down a little harder to make more room.  If we accidentially throw away a milk carton, it won't be the end of the earth as we know it.  We can manage another two weeks.  We have done it before.  I will just make myself a big note to not forget again.