I am cursed.
Every time I finish a box of raisin bran cereal, I walk to the kitchen trash can to find that it is already at capacity. So, as my cereal soggifies, I must carry out the old garbage and place a new bag in the trash can.
The curse is mostly my own fault. I should have assigned trash duty to one of my kids instead of allowing it to be a communal chore. Also, I am indeed a prime creator of empty food containers and other garbage.
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