I wanted a new trash can.
Ours looked something like this:
When we first were in the market for a trash can (when we got married 4 1/2 years ago) my sweet husband Robbie would only let us spend 10 cents. So here we are. This has no lid. I HATE looking at trash. I was wasting money positioning perfectly clean paper towels over the garbage. (I know- that's weird.) One day I was looking at our gross trash can and thought- why did I even agree to this in the first place? I don't remember ever being that submissive- even as a new wife looking for my first married trash can. We needed an upgrade . . . fast.
I wanted something like this:
Something sleek and stylish. Something with diamonds or gold plated. BUT, I already told you that Robbie's trash can budget was 10 cents, and trash cans are more expensive than you think. All the ones I liked were like $75 and up. Whew! What to do??
We settled on this:
A plastic, swing top garbage can for our kitchen. It was very cheap since it was heavy plastic, rather than stainless steal (about 30 bucks). It has a lid and a I don't have to look at the hair ball I swept up every time I throw away a tissue. It was an excellent compromise. A wonderful example of the give and take within relationships.
And there you have it.
My marriage is symbolized by a trash can.
7 comments:
I love it. Ryan and I find ourselves compromising when it comes to decor. I never thought I would marry a man with a such a strong opinion on the matter.
For some reason I have actually spent a LOT of time shopping for trash cans--mostly because they are expensive! I'm glad you guys could come to such a reasonable compromise. Someday, I too, will own a stainless steel garbage can.
I've started compulsively emptying the trash. Maybe it's because our can doesn't have a lid, either, and seeing the trash subconsciously bothers me as well. I should look into a similar upgrade. Once again, you have inspired me, Sarah.
Sarah, Allison and Haley, I now feel like I am not allowed to comment on this since I am lame and single. So I guess I won't.
well, i am married, so I will comment. Yeah, seeing all the trash grosses me out too and if you throw away anything stinky it stinks up the whole kitchen. Lance is pro at making piles on top of piles of trash in the can before we take it out. It's like a delicate jenga stacking of pizza boxes, popsicle sticks and wrappers. we need a lid on our trashcan too.
-Nancy
Here's my comment--because I know how much you've been waiting for it :) We had a trash can with a lid (a cheap one from Target) but now we have one without under the sink that I have to empty a million times a day (or so it seems). This compromise occurred because it grosses me out that Kaden's favorite past time was to open the lid, look in the trash, shut it and do it again, and I got tired of telling him to stop. So even though I much prefer the lidded can and its containment of our trash mountain, I have begrudgingly submitted to the fact that it will be awhile before I can bust out the good trashcan again. So enjoy it while it lasts :)
Man . . . the compromises are just beginning.
And- Robbie also loved to play Jenga with our trash (pre-lid). He'll have to practice his mad stacking skills else where. Sorry, dude. (Actually, I'm not sorry)
You guys are hilarious! I hope you're doing well. I love that blogs can help us keep in touch. I can always count on yours to make me laugh!
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