OK, as I'm thinking about this post, I'm starting to feel like I'm about to reveal the true depth of my laziness.
Or maybe the fact that I attribute all of my organizational "issues" to laziness is part and parcel of my problem. Well, either way, I am what I am, and after nearly 50 years of trying to force myself to adopt behaviors that I obviously don't seem to have an affinity for, I am officially giving up and going another direction.
My new motto: If you can't make yourself go to the garbage can, make the garbage can come to you... or something like that.
So here's the deal, I've had a lifelong issue with throwing things away. Now, I'm not referring to the emotional difficulty of deciding to part with this object or that, I'm talking about having difficulty getting the garbage off of whatever surface it's currently occupying and into a trash receptacle.
And since no amount of beating myself up over this tendency has ever seemed to help, I finally decided to just give in any buy more trash cans.
So, before I had garbage cans in the kitchen, bathroom & office, but recycling was just in the kitchen. Now I have garbage & recycling bins in the kitchen, bathroom, office & laundry room, and extra garbage cans in the shop and garage.
It's really rather amazing the difference this has made. No more little piles of garbage and recycling at the bottom of the stairs waiting to be hauled upstairs to the trash can. No more toilet paper tubes hanging out on the back of the commode waiting to be transported to the recycling bin. No more piles of paper on the desk waiting to be dragged to the recycling bin in the kitchen. Not sure why it took me so long to figure this one out, it really seems obvious now.
Following the same line of thinking, I decided that having a box for everything that was waiting to be shredded was just begging for trouble, and bought a dedicated shredder/trash can contraption so that anything that needs shredded gets shredded immediately.
So here's my new office "trash station"
I've also discovered that my new kitchen garbage/recycling can is pure gold.
My old kitchen "trash station" had two small cans side by side - which was problematic both because they didn't really fit into the space provided, and because they had flat lids - so I ended up piling stuff there when things got crazy and I ran out of counter space, which was just a recipe for disaster. This new can has a step out garbage section - which is wonderful because it's hands free, and the recycling compartment on top has a slightly bowed lid, so it's not conducive to having things piled on top. Yay!
OK - so this brings me to the other half of my garbage "issue" - getting the stuff out of the house to the bins in the alley.
So, garbage pickup here is once a week, and even though I seldom have more than a bag of pure garbage, there are things - kitty litter, raw meat packaging, compost, and vacuum bags (aka: breeding grounds for carpet beetles) which really need to be taken outside sooner rather than later.
Now, it's not like it's a tremendously long walk out to the alley, but it does require putting on shoes, and if the weather is bad you have to bundle up or put on rain gear, and if it's dark outside it's just a pain in the rear. Plus, since I put locks on my gates (which I am generally loving, BTW) you have to have keys to get out out to the alley, and it's just one more impediment to making it happen.
So, I finally decided to stop fighting with myself and just bought some small outdoor trash cans for the back porch.
The black one is for garbage, and the small metal can is for compost. This is another thing that made an astonishingly big difference. I'm not sure I fully appreciated the "ripple effect" that not wanting to haul things out to the alley was causing. I avoided cleaning the litter boxes because it meant a trip to the alley. I avoided vacuuming because it meant a trip to the alley, etc, etc.
So far I haven't felt the need for a recycling bin on the back porch. With all my new indoor recycling bins, there's plenty of room, and since recycling doesn't smell bad, there's really no urgency in getting that sort of thing out of the house. Time will tell on that one.
So there you have it! The garbage has been officially tamed!
So tell me, am I the only person on the planet who has struggled with these issues? What are your techniques for dealing with the garbage?