Obviously, I feel like I have to explain that I am not turning into a psycho shelf clearing maniac.
It was errand day. I dropped off our recycling at the city dumpster near our house. As I’m grousing about almost forgetting this errand twice in one day, I chuck Bag Number One into the full dumpster with a practiced sky hook.
As I’m planning the trajectory of Bag Number Two, I see them.
A stack of flyers in door bags – GOLD!
But not for the reason you think.