You may remember a while back I mentioned
something about the magic garbage fairy who returns the trash can to the house after the garbage is picked up. For the longest time I've thought it was the garbagemen taking the time to actually roll the can down the driveway and up to the house. However, I've learned what is really happening.
Today I was home for half the day (the morning) with the Rooster because his school is closed for an extra day for the 4th. He was upstairs napping soundly so I decided to sit in the porch swing on the deck and read a while. I guess I'd been out there about an hour when I heard the trash can being rolled down the driveway. Now, the trash was picked up about 2 hours earlier, so I didn't think it was an errant Arrow worker who had been lost on the route and was determined to finish the job while making his way back to the office. Then who could it be?
I couldn't quite see the driveway from my position, so I leeeeaaaaannned over the rail of the deck and saw our east-across-the-street neighbor, Mr. Housch (that's pronounced like "push," btw, and he'll demonstrate it for you, too) bringing our can back to the house. He obviously does it for our north-across-the-street neighbor, too (they have a short driveway as well).
I thought to myself, "Well I'll be damned. We have a busy-bodied, neat-freaky, bored old man who likes to help out his neighbors. That or he's scoping out the joints to see what loot he can grab. Nah."
Hehe. Like I said, I really like our new hood.
