Trash day

I found some long forgotten Too Turnt Teas, triple sec, and vermouth in my garage and pantry this morning. "Oh, it's trash day!" I remembered.

I went to the curb and poured everything out before dumping the bottles in recycling. It's Florida, so it will rain in like 5 minutes and dilute everything.

The smell of the alcohol rose up and hit me. I gagged immediately. It doesn't smell good anymore. I guess my brain is trashing it too.

Never thought I'd get there, but here I am. Good feeling headed in to the weekend.