Thieves In The Night

Okay, another Trash Day is rolling around and I’ve had about a week to stew over this. Though "peeved" isn’t exactly the word [I've already used] to describe how I felt when someone stole the caddy for my recycle bins; I’ll leave the expletive for releasing bodily functions for off-site ears.

In my neighborhood the recycle trash truck comes very early. Usually well before the sun [or myself for that matter] rises. So, we all wheel our cans and bins to the curb sometime throughout the previous day. Last week I woke up and started my day like any other Trash Day. As I do each morning, I peered through the window to see who might be at the feeder. What I hadn't expected to see were my recycle bins sitting, tumbled on the grass.

I blurted aloud, "Where's my caddy?" Loud enough to startle a Mourning Dove into flight. I stood there genuinely dumbfounded and thought, 'Who needs to steal a caddy for recycle bins?'

I admit it was nice. That’s why I bought it. Have a look. I found the Bin Buddy, at HSN. Kind of cool-- Right? I thought so. Am I going to buy another one? I doubt it!

But, -- The reason I bought it in the first place is due to my degenerating discs. Since I can no longer carry them from Point A to Point B, I thought it would make it easier to get my bins [filled with recycle-bound trash] to the curb. Hence my purchase of the spiffy little caddy. Unfortuante for me, someone skulking around in the dark [most likely having seen it sometime during the previous light of day] thought the same thing. It doesn’t justify such a shameful theft.

So, -- Here’s my conundrum. What to do. [????] What ... to ... do. Though it did make my life a little easier, just in case one isn’t enough, I’m in no hurry to buy another for him/her or them.

H-u-m-m-m-m..., Think. ... Thank. ...

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Thunk!

Okay, I'm back from a little window shopping. QVC has this neat Lightweight Foldable Hand Truck. Nothing to leave out and tempt Fate with there. This may be doable when I'm able to afford it!

In the meantime, I do have one of those collapsible milk crate carts with inline skate wheels and a pull handle. I used it for my daily collection of school supplies [from three different buildings] that were delivered to reservation schools in North and South Dakota. I could use that to transport a bin back and forth. It'll have to do ... for now.

With my conundrum reasonably-solved, ... I'm moving on.

Many Blessings, L.L.