One of the worst domestic jobs has to be taking out the bin on bin night, don’t you think? Well, behind laundry anyway! The problem is that by the time I remember to do it, it’s late and nine times out of ten I’ve already had a shower and am in my PJs. Which means I then have to pull out the fluffy dressing gown and uggies to keep warm and hope like heck that I don’t meet any of the neighbours doing the same thing! And then, before you know it, it’s bloody bin night again. The gift that keeps on giving!
Thankfully it was just me and my bin tonight.
Who takes out the bin in your house? What rates as your most despised household chore?