This morning I went to the dump, all by myself. First I took all the broken up drywall and two by fours from Sabina and I’s wall demolition, and then I loaded the truck HIGH with my “yard waste.” I think Scotland got a kick out of seeing his mother, 4 months pregnant, jumping on large limbs and branches trying to compact them in her red rain boots. (Okay, maybe only I got a kick out of the image in my head.) In the end I filled the truck about a foot over the hood, and then even tied it all down with a tarp. Okay, probably not that impressive to most, but I felt pretty tough! It turns out compacting everything down that much makes it significantly harder to unload- and entailed getting whipped in the face once or twice. But, when I’m wearing my red rain boots, I can do anything!