Today,
I was throwing a birthday party for my daughter. It’s good for me to
host things at my house every once in awhile because it whips me into
shape, and I clean my house really well, and I put picture frames on the
wall, and I buy a couch for people to sit on, and my kids wear stuff
other than PJs for a minute, etc. So today, before the party I was
tidying up the front lawn. There were a few bits of garbage and items
that didn’t belong on a nice front lawn. I noticed how much rubbish
there was (I like to say big words like “rubbish” right before hosting a
party, so I can be prepared to sound smart). And as I’m picking it up,
I’m thinking how all this rubbish doesn’t look very classy, so really,
it’s a good thing I’m picking it up. Then I saw a piece of dental floss
on our patio, and I was like, “Wait! Do I remove this? Because, sure,
it belongs in the garbage, but what does it say about us? It says that
we floss and we don’t just casually floss, we floss so much that it
even ends up on our front porch sometimes. How much classier can we
be?! Not much!" So I concluded that there is such thing as classy
trash. But I threw it away and I just hope that people feel the classy
vibe. And I kind of regret throwing that piece of floss away. But I am
not digging that out of the trash. I don’t care how much classy trash
is in there.
