On what is most likely an uneventful weekday night, for many, is a little chore that so defines “our household routine” --- trash night. What I find though, is that from the period of November through February when we frequently have holidays, trash night is anything but capable of defining a routine.
To many, a routine is something of regularity or a measurable frequency – as in trash night is always on Wednesday night. The problem with frequent holidays is that trash night always changes. The City of Columbus, for example, defines its trash collection routes by color. I’ve no idea what color my household is, so we watch our neighbors to determine upon which night we need to set out our government issued refuse collection receptacles by the curbside.
I think among Veteran’s Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas Day, New Year’s Day, and other holidays of a new year, we go through a small box of crayons and an entire week’s worth of trash nights. I’m not sure if I best like a Monday trash collection day to get rid of all the weekend refuse, or a Friday collection day so I can enter the weekend with empty trash cans. Wednesdays are lousy days because they fail to adequately account for any weekend trash before or after your weekend.
I have friends in South Carolina who do not have a trash night. Instead, they have trips in their large SUV to the local trash dump. In fact, during my annual visits to their home, I’m routinely asked if I want to go to the dump. It is actually not a dump, but a refuse drop-off facility just outside the city limits near the county landfill.
I can’t be sure if routinely forgetting when trash night might be is a sign of memory loss or some other mind affliction. What I can tell you is this: trash night is about as exciting as watching paint dry, it’s a chore, and very mundane. Trash night simply needs to become a better experience, but how?