April 16, 2018. Madison, Mississippi. Who Knew?

On my phone is a picture of a heart that when I touch will tell me how many steps I have taken today. Who knew? My friend Susan came for coffee this morning. As part of my plan to keep from being trapped, I invited Susan and I was pleased to hear that she was delighted to be asked. She walks every morning so I asked her how many steps she took. So she took out her phone, which was the same as mine and told me exactly. I related to her how much fun we had in Mexico with Rita and her fitbit, telling her how many steps she had taken that day and giving her a congratulation when she hit 10,000. Susan also told me that the same was true on my phone. I assured her no. When we looked at my phone, sure enough, my steps were tallied, at least when I was carrying my phone. Such fun. But who knew my clever little phone was keeping track. Now I will check every day. Many folks here seem to have no idea that they are so fortunate. Our trash is collected twice a week. On Monday the recycle bin is picked up early in the morning and in the afternoon the regular trash cans are picked up along with anything else you set out. They take anything and everything on Thursday. The system is wonderful. I am so impressed. And every Monday I remember to be grateful. In Texas at the lake, our trash collection is private so you hire a company and they pick up your big bin once a week. But they only pick up the trash from their own bin. Irritating. The Nova Scotia system is ridiculous. Every two weeks the trash is collected but if your stuff has not been sorted properly, your bags are rejected. In a county with high unemployment why the officials require us to do the sorting. Pay someone to sort. Or buy a machine. To avoid the dreaded rejection stickers, we took to taking our trash to the big dumpster at the cottage. Who would ever dream that we considered keeping the cottage just so we could keep the dumpster system. We were not cheating because this is the same people who pick up at our shore home, and we own property at Moosehorn Estates so are supposed to leave our trash in that dumpster. Who knew that the biggest problem we have in Nova Scotia is getting rid of our trash. What will we do now that the cottage is sold? No one knows.