Takin out the trash

Trash runs bright and early on Thursday mornings. If the cans aren’t out by six thirty, your outta luck! Obviously, the key is to take out the trash ahead of time on Wednesday night. On a good week, the trash is ready and rounded. All hubby has to do is carry it out. Last week… not so much the case. Hubby scurried about half clothed on Thursday morning trying to beat the roar of the garbage truck. He made it just in time. Or so I thought. Granted that the kitchen trash went out, both bathroom cans as well as the one in the office stood untouched and remained full to the brim with all of our garbage. For days I was battling with those cans, smooching and squashing more waste into them while trying to keep things from spilling out onto the floor. All three of them looked as if they were going to burst, sending the papers and tissues and dirty diapers and who knows what else launched throughout the house. Yuck! Interestingly enough, my trash cans resemble my life. I’ve got cans for all the garbage in my life too. There is one for my irrational emotions, my frustration, my fear, anger and my bad behavior. If I neglect to take out my life’s garbage, these cans also fill up and start spilling over (and that just isn’t pretty). It’s hard to see much else with trash everywhere, and it’s difficult to maintain healthy relationships when I’m swimmin in my waste. Takin out my life trash is even more urgent than hubby beating the roar of the garbage truck nearing our home. And it’s a continual process – sometimes by the minute might I point out. On a good week, I’m successful at dealing with my anger and frustrations instead of smooching them into the can until it explodes. On a good week I’ll confess and seek forgiveness before things spill over into other areas of my life or relationships are damaged. Hope it’s a good week.

Published by Tiffanie Lloyd

I am a detail-oriented and energetic multi-tasker traveling at the side of my best friend, and momma to eight amazing kids. God has gifted me with creativity; I'm an entrepreneur, writer, and photographer with a passion for women's health, particularity in childbirth. I'm a Parenting and Childbirth Educator, Doula, Breastfeeding Counselor, and working toward certification as a Holistic Nutritionist. Thanks for stoping by! Be sure to check out my archives, and sign up for notifications about new posts!

One thought on “Takin out the trash

  1. I so relate. We live in an area where we don’t have one set trash day. It’s Monday one week, Tuesday the next, then Wednesday… It’s how the city saves money so they can spend our tax dollars on fighting off sexual harassment lawsuits and the like. Great town I live in.Anyway, I liked your connecting real garbage to life garbage. It’s always better when the landscape around us is clean and uncluttered.


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