The recycling and trash guys don't move in the same circles. Our trash is done with a truck that has arms. At 4:30am. Recycling guys come later in the day, and they do not have an arm truck.
I had put our recycling and trash out last night. With the normal bottle/can/plastics recycling, the freaking giant blue bin was absolutely full. I packed in a couple crushed boxes, the 2 pizza boxes from last Thursday, and I collapsed as much cardboard into other cardboard so what looks like a box that used to be mac and cheese is really 201 other boxes smooshed in.
I try to be as compact as possible.
So I heard the truck coming down the road. I had also put out 2 large moving boxes full of packing paper. And I wanted to make sure that was okay.
I have..... a lot more boxes.
The dude was super sweet but slightly confused. He asked how much I had and if I wanted to bring it on out. Um. No not yet. I just .... wanted to make sure these two boxes I put next to the container were okay.
He looked at me funny and said "oh yes ma'am. You're fine. You can put out all the boxes you want, just try to crush them down and put them inside each other."
"Well, these ones are full of packing paper that needs recycled too, but yes. I'm the queen of box condensing." He laughed and picked up one of the boxes.
His co-worker picked up the second and said "oh man, this makes me feel like I'm super strong!!!" He hoisted the box above his head and made grunting and struggling noises until he could lock his arms fully upright. Then he howled in victory.
Walking to the truck he then made motions as if he was losing control of this giant heavy load. The first guy yelled "Oh no! I got you! I got you!" and they got to the back of the truck.
Hi-Fives all around.
Who knew the recycling guys could be this much fun?
I swear I'm just seeing the beautiful side of people lately. It makes my heart fly.
At about 4:30pm, we took Toffee to the dog park. It is getting darker earlier, and pretty soon 4:30pm is going to be dark o'clock. We talked about how we're going to possibly Dog Park in the dark and cold months.
There were only two other dogs there, a big black lab mix named Beau who played hard, fast, rough, and awesomely with miss Toffee. And a big mutt named Buddy who just kind of chilled by his momma and watched, and then dragged his ass across the grass (but no! HE DOESN'T HAVE WORMS!!! IT JUST FEELS GOOD I GUESS! his owner said).
After Beau left, Buddy followed, and there were no other dogs. We decided to walk home and get dinner started. Geoff was at class today, so it is on us to cook, and it was already 45 minutes past when Toffee gets dinner.
Doug has been to the dog park more than I have, and he has yet to see the same dogs and owners twice.Timing is everything, I guess.
After dinner, in order to make sure I got all my steps for the day in, I went out and did another 15 minute walk just on the side street with sidewalks, from our corner to the end, turn around go back to the other end, turn around, head home, walk up to where the sidewalk ends... that's a solid walk. And it put me into the 10k mark before 8pm.
The rest is gravy, as they say.
So thankful tomorrow is Friday. Short weeks are nice but you have to pack 5 days of work into 4 and that can be a lot.
No picture today but .... digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. 3 walks, to and from the dog park with Toffee and Doug. 12 min/.52 miles; 15 min/.68 miles. Solo after dinner to hit the 10k mark, 15 min/.73 mi. 11k+ by bedtime
blood glucose:
8:30am: 100
4:30pm: 138
10:45pm: 129
food & meds:
8:30am: jaridance + phentermine
11am: small bowl of mac & cheese and bacon
12:15: quesadilla w/bacon on 2 low-carb fajita wraps
2pm: met+glip
6:45pm: bowl of chili: beans, meat, tomatoes, shredded cheddar, sour cream, fritos
9pm: met+glip
sugar free san pel. w/vodka (2 glasses)
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