I had two hours

(note: please don't feel like I'm trying to reprimand anybody! This is mostly the school's problem...)



Remember this place?

I wrote this post on it about a week ago. The recycling guys still haven't come, and it got worse. A lot worse- mostly because new people are still unpacking gigantic boxes. In fact the boxes (many of which were full of stuff) were almost reaching the entrance by Monday morning, and all the side bins were full of mixed recycling, not to mention some garbage. ( I didn't take a picture, sorry.)

Maybe it was my need to organize, or maybe I was inspired by seeing other neighbors occasionally shoveling the sidewalks for everyone else, but I was feeling ambitious that morning.


Joseph was home on Monday- thanks to the holiday- so while he watched the baby, I took Elora and Josh out to play in the snow. I brought my trusty box cutter into the shed to do some business. Did I mention I worked in the mail room of a very large company for a few years in Seattle? You better believe I can wield a mean box cutter.

Despite my awesome box-cutting skilz, it still took two hours to flatten most of the boxes:




and separate the plastic/metal:



from the paper and cardboard:



Yeah, those boxes aren't flattened because they're completely full of paper. Remember the one bin for paper? Still definitely not enough room. I had to empty the boxes before I refilled them, because they also had plastic and garbage that needed weeding out.



Now all we need is for someone to come pick this stuff up, and my work will be complete. I feel much better now.