I have mentioned before that I frequent certain websites that are geared towards pilot wives. One topic came up that I figured I would blog about: trash day.
It is probably fact that pilot wives always take out the trash and pilots don't know when trash day is. Sucks to me us, huh?
I always take the trash out to the curb. Ok, let me take that back...Steve took the trash out about a month ago. I think that was the first time he has done it in the new house, and yes it happens so infrequently that I actually remember when he does do it. Steve is rarely home on trash day, so I am always stuck with the chore.
Every eve of trash day I go around the house, empty all the trash cans, including the diaper genie, and head to the curb. Don't forget the recycling container.
Of course I have to do what I have to do, but boy would it be nice to have Steve take the trash out from time to time. Since I can't count on that, I am starting Ben at a young age to help out with chores. This was actually taken a good while ago at our old house: