Hey folks!
Last night I just posted a blog about positive thinking! Guess what happened next morning?
Well here's the story which is a good example why is it so hard to stay positive:
We woke up at 5 AM as usual. I used to walk Dewi to the underground station this time. When we exited the front door we saw a big mess of trash on the walkway just beside the bins. It came from a weak black garbage bag which was torn apart probably by foxes. Seems like our new neighbor was too lazy to lift it a meter higher to bin it so he/she just left it on the ground. I told Dewi when I get back I'm going to put it in the bin otherwise the rubbish will be all over the place. She said if I do that then this people will never learn. And I said if I don't do that no one will and we will step on it and bring it inside our room. So when I got back I opened a bin and put the ripped bag into it... and I stepped in the shit. Well at 5:30 AM it is still dark and the 'thing' lay in a shadow of the bin. I couldn't see it. So what can I say? Did I really deserve this? I wasn't even mad at this people. I have no idea where are they from but since they live in this house everything is dirty, not like before. How I know it was their garbage? Because the baby diaper was out of the bag and only they have a baby here.
Good morning! Have a great day!
