Post 558: trash day is a trick

The hours I spend at the Sallows Military Museum changed for the Winter from Thursday afternoons to Wednesday afternoons. By and large, the change should make no difference. Till I get used to it, though, I get caught off guard on the trash day. Today I realized it was trash day, not Saturday, a little after 7:00 AM. “Trash day is Friday. Today is Friday,” I had to convince myself.

When I work at the museum on Thursdays, I prepare the trash the night before except for the last litter box offerings, which I gift wrap on the day they – thankfully! – go bye-bye.

Dougy even hopped off the table to get in my way while I tried to gather the trash. (Hey! What were you doing up there, boy?!)

Dougy even hopped off the table to get in my way while I tried to gather the trash. (Hey! What were you doing up there, boy?! Bad kitty, but you know that. That’s why you’re winking at me!)

Of course, when I work Wednesdays, the next day is one day too soon to prepare the trash, so, I think I should wait out Wednesday, then prepare the trash Thursday evening, my habit. Of course, Thursday feels like Friday because I worked Wednesdays at the museum, so Fridays feel like Saturdays, meaning there is no rush to prepare the trash for trash day, which, because Friday feels like Saturday so trash day is next week!. Just hang on tight here: It’s not confusing, just a matter of mind over perception. Yeah.

Just the idea of living one more week with litter box waste piling up should keep me on track. Andy and Dougy may weigh in at just 20 pounds 12 ounces together (9,41 kilograms), but they sure can pump out the poop and pee!

Trash day is so exciting for the cats, even Andfy came running to get in the way, and I haven't caught him yet to give him his medicine!

Trash day is so exciting for the cats, even Andy came running to get in the way, and I haven’t caught him yet to give him his medicine!

I rushed to collect and bag the trash this morning. I had to get it out on time or live a whole week more with litter box offerings piling higher and higher.

This is what I like to see: The trash outside on time, bagged and ready to be picked up!

This is what I like to see: The trash outside on time, bagged and ready to be picked up!

I faintly hear their truck compacting trash collected one lane over. I had lots of time to collect the and put it out, it seems, but missing trash day is not an option! The rush to get the trash out was worth it.