Our Personal Landfill Part 1

Well, this weekend had some unexpected events with the house. It’s always something.

This post is embarrassing to write, but here it goes. As you already know by now, David is a little bad at estimating how long any project will take. He thought certain rooms would be done months ago, so he was proactive and we purchased all of the materials and supplies months ago. It’s great to think ahead, but it’s not so great to fill our garage with boxes of stuff such as tools, cabinets, shelving, dry wall, more cabinets, more shelving, more boxes. You get the point.

All of this stuff has literally taken up the majority of the garage. It’s all piled in the middle. To the right of this massive pile is all of the boxes from our move that we still have yet to unpack. What should be a walkway on the other side has become our personal landfill.

This landfill in our garage is the most disturbing thing I’ve seen, it looks like a scene from hoarders I’m not even kidding. It is a safety hazard and probably so unsanitary I can’t even explain. Obviously I try not to set foot in there, or allow the kids near there.

The problem isn’t that we are nasty messy people, well maybe Dax is, but that’s another story. The problem is that we are constantly receiving boxes and packages for more reasons than I can explain, so we have more trash and empty boxes than we can keep up with on trash day. Because of all of the unopened crap in the garage, we don’t really have a place to leave all of the trash, so it’s been accumulating and piling up and up and up and up and has officially taken over the garage.

Obviously on trash day David takes as much as humanly possible out to the bins, we even signed up for a second trash day, but it still isn’t enough and we just can’t keep up.

Last week I was at my wits end with this situation. I had to load both kids into the car in the pouring rain, I needed something out of the deep freezer that I couldn’t get to. I started researching companies to just send a dumpster to get rid of all of the trash and be done with it so that I could park the car in the garage, and get to the deep freezer. The quotes I saw were astronomical, but so worth it. David disagreed though. He said he had a plan and the trash will be gone soon. Right.

Fortunately for me, I kind of sort of won this battle. We had a little incident with the garage this weekend that made David have to pause on the rest of his 27364848 projects. I’ll get to that in part two, but until then…enjoy this hot mess we have been hiding behind our garage doors. And just so you are aware, this is after David did some major cleaning in it and took out all of the cabinets and boxes. I just couldn’t possibly take a picture of what it looked like before.

Oh, and please no judging!!

5 thoughts on “Our Personal Landfill Part 1

  1. Don’t feel bad, I think everyone has a secret trash stash somewhere. My husband calls our office “the box room” because it’s where we put all our millions of amazon boxes.

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  2. Maybe get a dumpster and dispose of it all at once? You could clean out other areas of the home as well. We have had many and they are so convenient, they are dropped off on your driveway and picked up when full! Easy peasy lemon queasy!

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