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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

See Me On Hoarders!

-+Two weeks ago, as you may recall, I took a fall on the ice.  I was returning from the street side where I had just deposited one of our garbage bins for pickup.  We'd had just a light covering of snow, and I found the one patch of ice in our driveway and proceeded to do my own version of hip hop; it wasn't pretty! 

Luckily my trip by ambulance to the emergency room, courtesy of those weight-lifting EMTS, determined that nothing was broken, but I did spend a few days having to resort to using a walker to navigate around the house.  I also was very sore.  I've improved quite a bit, but I still get twinges now and again.

Well, it's garbage day again.  I was able to get the trash out and into the bins (one for garbage, one for recycling) with the help of Mr. Eva.  He left for a doctor's apointment, so I decided I would hall the bins out to the street while he was gone.    The snow is gone from the drive way, so I could see where the ice patches were and avoid some of them, although there is a 4 or 5 foot stretch right at the foot of our steps which doesn't catch much sunlight and stays mirror-like most of the winter.  We sprinkle salt, but it thaws and then refreezes.

 The garbage can was no problem.  I was able to drag that bin to the street without difficulty or any break-dancing or hip-hop moves.  The recycle bin was another story.  Because my fall occurred before I had a chance to drag that bin to the street, it ended up staying where it was; it didn't get emptied.  Last week, we didn't bother to take the rubbish out, as I was still hurting too badly, and it was still very icy.  In between, we have had some mild days where more snow melted, and at least one night where the temp dropped into single digits (Farenheit). 

Pleased with myself that I'd managed to get the garbage can out to the street without mishap, I grabbed hold of the recycle bin.  It did not move.  I yanked on it.  I yanked again.  I kicked it (probably not the wisest thing to do when you're standing on an icy mirror!)  No go.  The bin is solidly frozen into about 2 inches of ice!  I'm afraid it's going to have to sit there until we get another stretch of mild weather.  Plus, it is packed full, containing 3 weeks worth of recyclables. 

If I miss posting at all during the next week, it will probably be because I can't reach my computer due to all the recyling bags that will be filling my house.  I'll be a candidate for the tv show "Hoarders!"  I'll wave to you so you'll know I'm okay.

EVA

21 comments:

The Frisky Virgin said...

Oh no! It froze in place! Wow, that's annoying. I'm just glad you are okay!

River said...

Could you possibly get the bin to move with the help of Mr Eva, a hammer and a hairdryer? It's unthinkable that your house should be taken over by recycling just because of a little ice.
You'd be the one holding the hairdryer, let Mr Eva swing the hammer!
Could you fit more in the bin if you crush the recycling stuff? ignore me if you already do this...

Brian Miller said...

oh my....you could start a small fire...

Eva Gallant said...

Frisky: I'm saved! Mr. Eva just managed to get it dislodged! I won't have to be embarrassed on Hoarders after all!

Nezzy said...

Heeehehehe, I doubt we'll find ya on Hoarders sweetie!!!

You be careful out there girl. We got six inches of the white stuff yesterday and it was slicker than snot on a goats glass eye out there doin' chores this mornin'.

God bless and hope your soreness goes away soon and very soon.

Happy Valentine's Day!!!!

Sue said...

That's crazy! And kind of annoying, I'll bet.

Ah well. Happy Valentine's Day. This, too, shall pass...

(shall melt...?)

;)

Sue said...

Oh, just saw your comment that Mr. Eva saved the day. Good for him!

=)

injaynesworld said...

Stop! Anything having to do with the moving of trash cans is a man's job. It's in the bible somewhere. I'm sure of it.

SherilinR said...

stupid ice. stupid trash cans. though, thank goodness for garbage pickup service!
i'm glad you didn't fall again when you gave it a kick.

Joanne said...

Ugh! Glad you are better from your fall. Hope things thaw a bit before you end up on hoarders. I fell down my front steps when we had an icy night because my dog was so excited about the dusting of snow on the ground he just couldn't slow down going down the steps. It wasn't pretty but no serious injuries.

Dazee Dreamer said...

I totally agree with Jayne. Mr. Eva should be doing all that garbage crap. Especially since you got hurt.

Blissed-Out Grandma said...

Glad the problem was solved, but may I say Please Stop Taking Chances on the Ice! Hoard if you must. Or put the recyclables (gasp!) into the trash for a week. Falling is not an option. Not a good one, anyway.

Ruth said...

Ouch! Glad you didn't break anything.

Nancy Thompson said...

Sorry about your fall. I did that last Thanksgiving, slipping on some water I had sloshed onto the wood floor. I looked like a cartoon character! I wish you a speedy recovery and hope that you can free your recycle bin soon! I'm kind of picturing King Arthur and his sword right about now!!

ipenka said...

Now I'm curious, how did it get dislodged? Just pulling on it?

Please tell me it involved a blowtorch.

Eva Gallant said...

ipenka: Actually the temperature shot up into the 40s and with the help of some rock salt, Mr. Eva was able to wiggle it, rock it, and finally just yank it out!

Helene said...

Wow, guess you gotta move fast with those bins before they get stuck frozen to the ground!!

I'm so glad to hear you didn't break any bones when you fell!

jamie said...

Do take care, Eva. I love what you're doing with the recyclables. The earth needs more people like you.

LBDDiaries said...

I'm sorry - I'm snickering and shouldn't be at your hip-hop dance description. I'm sorry you hurt yourself but you describe it so funnily! So glad you were saved from the embarrassment of Hoarders!!

Eva Gallant said...

LBDD: I'm glad I didn't have to go on Hoarders, too!

Jamie: I'm sure I don't do as much as I could, but I figure every little bit helps!

Deb said...

Eva, get your bruised butt to Reny's and buy some YakTrax or the equivalent to strap on your boots or shoes. They have cleat-types and then there are ones that look like mini-springs. I too took a header on the ice a few years go, but landed on my butt so I bounced right back up. All my neighbors are elderly and they know I have "those gripper things you wear", so I am the designated mail retriever for some of them in the winter months.

If Reny's doesn't have them, LL Bean does, or go the Amazon.com route. Pick up a pair for Mr. Eva, too! You can click together in harmony!