The day started off a little slow. I slept in a bit. Was totally groggy when my kids came in to tell me that if was 7:05. "Get up you crazy bones! It's O 5!"
Sitting on the couch scratching my head, I realized that it has been quite a while since I took a shower. But, I woke up too late to get it in before Scott leaves for work. Ugh. Start the coffee brewing. Go to change the baby's diaper. Gillian comes running in to tell me that the coffee is spilling everywhere. I know about this one. It happened 3 days ago. I don't know why. But, it happens. With greater frequency these days. But, I am not sure the coffee pot is actually broken. So, I don't want to throw it out. I just keep brewing vinegar through it to try to clear up any clogs.
Anyway. Scott leaves for work. Moira is too fussy to put down. So I am just sitting there holding her. That's fine. Then. I hear the garbage truck. Oops. Forgot it was garbage day. I run out in the front yard in my p.j.'s, with infant in hand. The truck is already to my house. I realize the can is too heavy for me to maneuver through my tight driveway, while I am holding Moira. UGH. My can is full. But, I guess I missed out...
NOT TODAY. The driver got out of the truck & came & brought my can to the sidewalk. I have never witnessed such a thing. This is not the first time I have been late on bringing my cans out. Usually the driver doesn't even wait in his truck 1 extra second. But, this guy got out & did it himself. I was very impressed. I hope he gets a raise. Excellent customer service!!