Recycling, Country Style

/ Richard R. Barron / 1 Comment
Our old mattresses piled by the side of the road early this afternoon look like a deck of very fat playing cards.
Our old mattresses piled by the side of the road early this afternoon look like a deck of very fat playing cards.

I’ve had a super-busy weekend, and I got tons of stuff done. Yet it seems like there is five times as much stuff remaining that I need to do. One of the tasks at hand was to get rid of the unusable spare mattresses in the storage shed, to make room for other unusable, spare things. So I did what any self-respecting country dweller did: I left them by the side of the road. That’s how we roll in the country. When Abby and I left to get lunch and shop at 1:30 this afternoon, all five were there, and when we got home a little after six, four of them were gone. I’d say I hope they found a better home, but I know there’s no way they couldn’t have.

By late afternoon, the magic of country recycling had graced us, and all that remained was the nastiest of the lot.
By late afternoon, the magic of country recycling had graced us, and all that remained was the nastiest of the lot.

1 Comment

  1. a friend of mine claims he wanted to get rid of an old couch, so he put it outside with a “free” sign on it. it wasn’t gone the next day, so he put a “$100” sign on it and it disappeared within the hour.

    he doesn’t live in oklahoma, however.

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