Little known fact about me: I love going to the dump. There's something kind of cleansing about it, and it's the only place where you can take big, heavy things and just throw them. (Forgot to take pic - this is from Google). Yesterday we loaded up the back of my CRV with junk. Some of the fabulous items we selected for this trip were: an old pool filter, a dented hood and fender, some worn out folding chairs, and some other odds and ends.
Bridget and I made the drive to Diamond Springs, where our county dump is. Evidently, the county (or someone) has a sense of humor, and the dump is located on Throwita Way (accent on throw). Ha!
My love of the dump goes back to when I was a little girl, and got to go with my Dad when we cleaned out the garage. The smell! The seagulls! The flinging of stuff!
What's not to like?
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