Laundry is Over

Well, laundry is over, found a computer, sitting here listening to the Brian Jonestown Massacre.  It could be worse, I could look like Anton.  What a train wreck.  Not much to say today, no motivation.  Looking for a long term place to get into, probably somewhere in central NH.  I am so tired; things have got to turn around for me.  

I have decided to give some social recovery group a shot when I get out of here. Kind of hard to believe, but I need to add something to the mix. This is going to be a super short post today, the keyboard sucks and I am beat.  Somehow, throughout all of this, I managed to pull off an 'A' on the online course I was taking.  Will wonders never cease! Happy Mother's Day to all!  Including the mother of my kids - a day late, but oh well.  Next year I'll hit her up a day early.  Speaking of my ex and our old house, a memory came flooding back.

I was just remembering the struggle I used to have with recycling back in the day, when I actually owned a house.  I would let the empties pile up everywhere in the house, garage, etc., then skip at least one or two recycling days. Finally, the deed had to be done.  I would double, triple bag with leaf bags and take the stuff out at 6 in the morning, sure that everyone knew what was happening and what a reprobate I was (am).   I am sure they did, but not because of all the empties. The garbage guys probably didn't even care.  Nevertheless, what a stressful experience.  Had to carry the bags softly so they wouldn't rattle.  What a mess that was. Hundreds of empties.Wow. Doesn't take long to pile that shit up.