Monday, February 7, 2011
Hindsight
In retrospect, I probably should have left the truckload of construction materials on our front yard for two months while we slowly dwindled them into the trash bins week by week, but how was I to know my husband would try to take it to the dump himself and in a huffing fit, pull a bungee cord too hard and snap it through the back window? I suppose that was kharma kicking me in the butt for not doing it myself.