Yes. Perish the thought that they have trash in their precious cars, never mind the fact that, you know, there’s an actual trash can at the pumps of every service station I’ve ever stopped at. Put it in a plastic bag (goodness knows there are enough of them about,) drop it off the next time you top off. I’m not sure how this is so much trouble it can’t be done.
The reason I became so adept at DIY is that you can’t find somebody! On the rare occasion when I can’t DIY, I can call half a dozen contractors and if one calls back I’m always extremely surprised.
Ours can be set up for a second door, but I’d have to run the wiring so I never bothered. Nowadays of course, you can have a bluetooth wireless doorbell.
If I leave one of my tools out my husband puts it away – somewhere. I finally told him just put it on the front bench and I’ll put it away. If it’s not where it’s supposed to be I’ll never find it. I very much appreciate him washing the dishes also, but please, I’ll put the stuff away.
My grandad gave my sister $100 for her graduation in 1965. I remember her jumping up and down and squealing when she opened the card. I just looked it up on an inflation calculator – that was almost $1000 bucks! No wonder she was so excited!
Depends on the kid. Took my sister-in-law and then four year old nephew to the boarding stable to see my new Arabian mare. When I turned her out into the paddock where she does her usual stretching her legs canter kid turns to us and says “Oooh! She’s very graceful, isn’t she?” (She was too, definitely the “prettiest” horse I ever owned."
Yes. Perish the thought that they have trash in their precious cars, never mind the fact that, you know, there’s an actual trash can at the pumps of every service station I’ve ever stopped at. Put it in a plastic bag (goodness knows there are enough of them about,) drop it off the next time you top off. I’m not sure how this is so much trouble it can’t be done.