This morning when we arrived home from swim team a smallish truck was parked in front of the house across the street. Two men were beginning to load up the heap of trash, which don't forget included a couch, some mattresses and a few chairs. Though I was thankful, it seemed clear to me that this was going to take more than just that truck.
What happened over the next hour and a half is nothing short of a miracle. They got every last piece of rubbish into the back of that truck. Those two were masters of space. We were so impressed
and nearly mesmerized by their work that we thanked them with a box of Girl Scout Cookies.
Tonight, as the girls put dinner away and the refrigerator being the impossible puzzle that it always is, began to confound Emma, she said "I bet those guys never have this trouble with their leftovers". Really, we are still amazed.