And yet, it has made me happy. A good way to start the day, in fact.
The town picks up yard waste every other Wednesday in the non-winter months. They have very strict guidelines for weight and length of bundles, allowable containers, and what will and will not be picked up.
I consulted my schedule last night when I got home from work and discovered there was a pick-up today. I zipped up the road to one of those Marts and bought a small plastic tub to jam my sticks into. In a matter of minutes it was filled to capacity. At this rate, I will be able to clean one corner of my yard this summer. But I have hopes of acquiring another full-sized garbage can for yard waste usage from my grandmother's house. If not, back to the store I'll go.
At any rate, they came and picked it up this morning before I left for work. I'm sure the joy from such a small transaction will wear off soon enough, but for now it makes me feel like an (almost) home owner.