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Because I definitely do

“Oh, shoot!” ot it was Thursday! Daot me all thrown off!”

“Okay…?”

“Don’t you hear the truck outside?” she yells, panicked “It’s almost five o’clock!”

I scrunch up my nose and strain hard to listen, a thud followed by the sound of a heavy-duty engine revving up confir that there is, indeed, a truck outside “Helpthe point What happens on Thursday at five o’clock?”

“The trash pickup! We have to get the can out to the curb,” she says, voicea mile a minute, and when she starts to place her hands on the couch cushions to stand up, I step toward her and gently shove her back down

“You stay there I’ll take out the can, Mom”

She shakes her headto miss it!”

Good Lord Before I even know it’s happening, her panic ismy feet into ed out of iven the fact that we haven’t left the house, and my boobs are free from a bra But there’s no time to waste, apparently

“Go, Carly, go!”

“My God, Moe? What happens if we miss them?”

“You don’t want to find out!” she screeches “Go, go, go!”

There are so nore it and grab the trash fro can I’m a woman on a oing to name a new superhero after me

I yank open the door to the garage, hit the button to lift the overhead door, and do a running jump over the three platform steps to the concrete floor

It stings my heels a little since I’m only in a fli can at the back end of the garage