I arrived early today prepared to make progress on the driveway and even more into the house. The drop box was to go onto the driveway. In the end, I filled the first drop box, ordered a second and took a bad fall while carrying a heavy container of stuff. I put in a good 8 hours, but in the end I ran out of gas for the day.
I started with a burst and didn’t stop for hours. It was fun, feeling like I was accomplishing the goal and know my aunt would approve of the effort. The garbage pile was high and the damaged goods were beyond doubt so know indecisiveness on what went or stayed. Also, I was faithful to repacking the stuff from soggy boxes or crumbling plastic bins. Neighbors remarked, “when the cat’s away the mice will play”. But, I didn’t think I was being to mischievous.
The rain came down hard. The footing became slippery from a mixture of mud-muck and oily water. I came upon some of those choice finds that speak to the ultimate failure of multiple layers of tarps, plastic vizqueen, plywood, even Rubbermaid Bins if they warp/bulge.
So, I have ordered drop boxes before….usually a 20 yard box. So, by underestimating my needs I spent more money than I needed to. A 10 yard was $210. x 2 + $420. A 20 yard box was $290…sigh. Ok, I miscalculated. I thought less obtrusive, but in the end, that was a waste. Now I know.
In the end, I had just enough ooomph to do the drive way save one small table. I have a bunch of questionable glass ware to re-box. Also, I have a fair amount of yard chemicals and spray paint cans.
In the end, I didn’t finish, finish the driveway and turn the corner to clear a path to the back door (sealed off with debris/stuff). The back door must be accessed to remove stuff out the back door to a more appropriate storage location. It will cut the transport distance by 3/4th. I am headed back tomorrow for a little early Father’s Day action.