dumpster diving with grandma
yep you read right. That’s what I did after I left work. Started dragging stuff out of a dumpster at my grandmother’s behest…because who’s going to allow their grandmother to do that? It’d be disrespectful.
Now, to explain. Now that you’ve got that image of running back and forth to dumpsters digging for treasures with your grandmother…now the rationale.
She had her house resided recently, and a dumpster was in her front yard. Now, they had thrown three complete(and unopened!) boxes of siding away. Into the dumpster. Plus a bunch of insulation, and a nice sheet of plywood. So we dragged them right out.
Good times.
My family: always an adventure.