Why can’t the garbage man come on the same day every week? My garage would be a whole lot nicer to park in, the neighbourhood would smell better. On the flip side, it would be a lot less entertaining for the collectors who clearly get their chuckles from women in pajamas running like crazy people with trash cans to the curbs.
Why can’t I remember my new Dyson vacuum cleaner has a suck power of 10. My curtain rods can’t take many more “I sucked up the curtains” incidents. Besides, children shouldn’t hear those words coming from a Mamas mouth.
Why is it every time I am vacuuming I think I hear the phone ringing? Is there something wrong with me?
Why is it every time I declare a PJ day the delivery dude shows up!
Why is it when my house get to that special state of…”Eeek I have to clean this place up!” Friends decide to do the drop in.
Why is my kitchen counter such a crap magnet?
Why can’t an extra 5lbs around the middle be a sign of prosperity, a life well led? Why can’t it be hot?
Why have they not invented a travelling Starbucks truck..it could trail right behind the ice cream man!
I must accept that there are some things I shall never know.
“Why can’t an extra 5lbs around the middle be a sign of prosperity, a life well led? Why can’t it be hot?”
can we just put a 2 infront of that 5 and I’m good đ
Ditto, Ditto , Ditto.
And yes the only time the door bell rings is when the house looks like a nuclear bomb test sight.
Best post ever, haha. I loved it. And just so you know, I haer the phone every time I vacuum, too!
Great! Your onto something with that Starbucks van and don’t worry your not alone i’m forever hearing the imaginary phone rings mid hoovering and it’s sooo annoying.
Thy Mystery of the Trash Pick Up!
The Powers that be have decided that we would save tax payers money if trash pick up was only every 6 business days. Therefore it is Monday the first week, Tuesday the second week and so on. Once you start to get a handle on the schedule some Civic or Religious Holiday comes along and throws a monkey wrench into the whole thing!
I think City Hall is laughing at us all!
ha ha, this is funny!
i always hear the phone ringing when i vacuum, i hate that!
crap magnet yep! and then the crap naturally atracts more crap. Experiment: day 1 – leave 1 pencil on the counter, see how many are there by day 5 – trust me – it’s a guaranteed increase
A Starbucks truck – brilliant! I can just see me now gathering up my quarters and chasing after it like I did with the ice cream truck as a kid! đ
That pesky 5 pounds in the middle, I’d like mine in the boobies and my butt instead. The genetics determine where it all goes, not what we want, it’s a shame isn’t it!
You only have 5 pounds around your middle? Praise the heavens!
The phone does ring every time I vacuum and it’s always my husband and he’s irritated because I didn’t answer the phone. Jerk.
Why wouldn’t the trash pickup be on the same day?
I would have to agree with almost all of these. The day Victoria Secret Models decide they want to sport the extra 5 or 6 lbs around the mid-section during the fashion show, I will sing a happy song!
And we should contact Starbucks about that traveling truck…or atleast about home delivery. Wouldn’t that be fabulous?! Great post!
Those were great! I had quite a chuckle! Same questions plague me, as well. Ha!
You are hilarious! I think that there is some kind of gravitational law of the universe that makes crap magnetically stick to counters. If I ever figure out how to reverse the polarity I’ll let you know, lol!
Not having a designated garbage day would drive me nuts! Whats up with that?
PS – every day is pajama day for me!
So funny! I’m with you on the “thinking the phone is ringing whilst vacuuming” and your Starbucks Van idea is inspired x
Such an entertaining post, I hear you on the why does company show up when the house is in chaos but stay miles away after I’ve tidied up?
As far as the trash collection, I have about 30 sopping wet paper leaf bags out in my driveway waiting for the Fall clean up crew who are never on time. As always, I can count on at least half of the bags splitting open and spilling their messy contents all over the driveway for me to clean up and get ready for the next compost day!