Earlier this year, I left a little serving spatula in an oblong pan containing leftovers in the frig.
A few days later, I was looking for the little spatula but could not find it anywhere.
All of a sudden, a light bulb went off when I saw the glass dish in the kitchen sink.
Then, I remembered covering the dish and putting it into the frig.
Then, I remembered it was garbage day. My husband does the garbage - yikes!
I ran outside and saw the huge green can with garbage was still there.
I lifted the huge lid that is attached to the can with hinges.
I tried to hold the lid up with my left hand while I pulled the first couple of bags out of the can.
To do this I pulled the can towards me (it has wheels in the back) so I could dig deeper into the can.
By now, the lid was hanging down the back of the can. I had to flip it over as it was too heavy.
By a stroke of luck, I recovered my favorite little spatula in one of the first bags (on top).
Ladies, remember Pampered Chef? Still around?
Anyway, I put the bags back into the can. Then I had to close the lid. Somehow I managed to cause the lid to flop over and practically land on my head. I must have leaned back just in time so the lid came down upon my upper arm.
As I pulled my arm out, after my right arm was clobbered and scraped, further injury occurred going down the length of my arm.
This really, really hurt. It took me awhile to recover and catch my breath.
It felt like maybe my arm was broken.
The lid, a heavy green plastic, felt like a sledge hammer hit me. Because, I guess, it fell onto my arm from above with momentum.
My husband couldn't believe it when he saw my arm. Since it was summer, I was wearing short sleeves. He mentioned people are going to think he beat me or something.
Really bad looking bruises caused by a garbage can lid.
Also, my husband couldn't believe I cared so much about a little spatula. I told him never to throw out food again before looking into the container first. Your fault for throwing it out; no, your fault for leaving the thing in the pan! lol!
Anyway, when reading the affidavit again combined with an earlier post, my thought flashed to the idea of EA using a garbage container to (I won't type this) rid himself of evidence.
That's when I remembered the severe looking injury I caused myself while trying to juggle a large lidded can.
That led to thinking about EA's claim he dropped his car on his arm.
What if he struggled with a public container lid while, at the same time, trying to lift something heavy into it?
He may have had the dilemma on Saturday morning. Monday being a holiday made garbage pickups go off schedule causing delays.
Somewhere I read that restaurant receptacles are emptied everyday. Anybody know if this is true or not?
Most concerning, September 3 or 4 (depending on if delayed by holiday schedule or not) was the garbage day before the 10th (the first time LE had EA's garbage pulled).
What if the most important evidence was already gone by the 10th of September?
LE should have dogs check the landfill utilized for his area.
The delay of reporting Christina missing could mean LE missed an opportunity especially since LE believes CM was in EA's trunk when he drove to his house.
Why would EA need all the odor eliminating stuff if an odor had not developed somewhere.
Why couldn't that be in the garbage can?
That is, if those huge cans come with the garbage service companies in Texas.