Can a Trash Can Achieve World Peace?
I love three day weekends. Two days is just not enough. This weekend was so well timed too, in that it gave me a leisurely space of time to do the finishing touches on the apartment.
Am I finished? Oh, no sir, not yet. There's a short list of new furniture and interior accessories that we have determined are necessary. We dawdle in the aisles of Target by this stainless steel kitchen trash can. Wanting it, but also wondering why we'd entertain for a moment paying so much for a trash receptacle. The online reviews are comical though... for a little trash can, it seems to have brought significant happiness into the lives of those who own it: "as soon as i saw this on target.com, i knew i had to have it! it arrived, and i opened it right away! i was so happy!, easy to read directions, and i love that i don't have to touch the trash can anymore! wonderful! it makes a great conversation piece as well! keep up the good work!"
Another Target shopper shares: "My daughter is in love with this trash can..." Oh, so sorry for your daughter.
I think we can downgrade to the version without the infrared sensor. Keepin' it real, you know.
Of course, it's really all stuff that we want, not need. Distinguishing the "want" from the "need" is a first-world problem. (Like worrying about all my clothes not fitting in the carry-on suitcase. Or being concerned that the bottle of shampoo always runs empty before the bottle of conditioner.) I should likely be working more on world peace and less on the relative merits of Target trash cans, regardless of how much happiness and wonder they appear to bring to the world.
We also enjoyed a surprise Memorial Day Weekend BBQ when our neighbors invited us over to share in their party food. Jen & Chad share the back deck of our apartment with us, and they've proven to be the perfect neighbors for those of us new in town. Their puppy, Winston, has tried diligently to play puppy ambassador to Teedie, although so far kitten's been a little like China to the advances. Some signs of openness, but then quickly back within the safe borders of our apartment, with a hiss and quick unsheathing of claws. So far, puppy is not discouraged, and like the U.N. he is faithful to his mission. (I'll try to get a picture of the pup up soon.)
Am I finished? Oh, no sir, not yet. There's a short list of new furniture and interior accessories that we have determined are necessary. We dawdle in the aisles of Target by this stainless steel kitchen trash can. Wanting it, but also wondering why we'd entertain for a moment paying so much for a trash receptacle. The online reviews are comical though... for a little trash can, it seems to have brought significant happiness into the lives of those who own it: "as soon as i saw this on target.com, i knew i had to have it! it arrived, and i opened it right away! i was so happy!, easy to read directions, and i love that i don't have to touch the trash can anymore! wonderful! it makes a great conversation piece as well! keep up the good work!"
Another Target shopper shares: "My daughter is in love with this trash can..." Oh, so sorry for your daughter.
I think we can downgrade to the version without the infrared sensor. Keepin' it real, you know.
Of course, it's really all stuff that we want, not need. Distinguishing the "want" from the "need" is a first-world problem. (Like worrying about all my clothes not fitting in the carry-on suitcase. Or being concerned that the bottle of shampoo always runs empty before the bottle of conditioner.) I should likely be working more on world peace and less on the relative merits of Target trash cans, regardless of how much happiness and wonder they appear to bring to the world.
We also enjoyed a surprise Memorial Day Weekend BBQ when our neighbors invited us over to share in their party food. Jen & Chad share the back deck of our apartment with us, and they've proven to be the perfect neighbors for those of us new in town. Their puppy, Winston, has tried diligently to play puppy ambassador to Teedie, although so far kitten's been a little like China to the advances. Some signs of openness, but then quickly back within the safe borders of our apartment, with a hiss and quick unsheathing of claws. So far, puppy is not discouraged, and like the U.N. he is faithful to his mission. (I'll try to get a picture of the pup up soon.)
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