Just in time, too.
Cardboard was really piling up at the house. And in the garage. And in the new Slanty Shanty. I knew it was only a matter of time before something happened and I'd wished I'd kept preserves and basketballs distributed strategically around the property.
But late Thursday I finally got really desperate and made a phone call to the county, to discover they've offered cardboard recycling for years. So I stuffed the Red Herring to the gills, went to the transfer station and got rid of a lot of stuff.
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