HOW TRASHY

Over three years ago, my family and I moved into our home. It's a nice, newer neighborhood. One of which, we're proud to live in. Especially when, we paid this six year old house off last year. However, for the past three years we have also been the victims of noisy, inconsideration. Atleast twice a week, we are awoken to the sound of crashing, commerical trash containers. The trash men, aren't very concerned about how quiet they are, when they return the containers to the ground. We're not talking about those little, tiny metal trash cans. It's those containers, that are the size of a small semi truck trailers. This all happens before 6:00 A.M..My Husband and I have complained to the city that we live in, more time then we care to mention.

Although, today, all of this is going to come to "a crashing end!" Later on today, the trash is going to hit the preverbial fan! After we take our morning nap, my husband and I are going to cut loose on our fair city. It's my husbands day off. We've got to have a little quiet time together this morning. Napping is our morning preference. As I've said before, we live in a quiet, small, semi-suburban, farm-like town. Noise, wasn't in the cards when we moved out here. Or, so I thought. Like I said, today all of that is going to change. Visit me later, I'll tell you how it ends. See ya'll after my nap.