Ok, it isn’t as bad as it sounds, but I did feel really weird about it. You may remember my previous post about how much my neighbors toss in the trash, and my rant about how much of it could be donated or recycled. This time I decided to do something about it.
When my husband left for work, he emailed to tell me there was a bike in my next-door neighbor’s trash. So, I went out to take a look. Sure enough, sitting with the trash was a perfectly good woman’s bike. It wasn’t brand new, but no scratches, well-pumped wheels, working gears, ya know – a perfectly good bike. Since I am friendly with my neighbor, I knocked on the door. I figured I would ask for her permission to take the bike. No answer. Since I knew the trash could come at any time, I wheeled the bike home. Looking over my shoulder every step.
I feel guilty somehow removing this bike, but I would have felt even more guilty if I knew this bike went to a landfill. I haven’t decided exactly what I will do with the bike, the easy thing would be to call Salvation Army and have them pick it up, but I feel like I want the perfect home. So, for now it sits in our garage (which, by the way, faces away from that neighbor’s house).
What would you have done? What would you do with the bike now?