Our trashcan and our recycling bags are in a little closet in the kitchen. Usually.
Right now for some strange reason, the trash can is in front of the oven.
So much trash today because Julia and TJ are opening bandaids as a form of entertainment and I have to throw away the wrappers and they are drinking juice bags and I have to throw away the empties and I finished the rest of the mozzarella cheese and had to throw away the bag and I put the coffee into another container so I had to throw away the original container.
Every single time I go to throw something away this morning, I open the closet to put it where the trash usually is. Every. Single. Time.