I called my sisters and asked them if they could come down the holiday weekend to get their stuff out of our driveway. It's been there for over a year and the tarps are all ratty with stuff spilled out. Our driveway looks like white trash live here and it is depressing. This was a big deal, my calling them. They don't have enough money to get here, so it will probably wind up with us having to take it all to the dump, unless I can find someone with energy to go through it all. It's a touchy subject because I had told them it didn't matter until about a month ago when I suggested I have a pet charity send someone over to take what they could use in exchange for hauling off the rest. The one who answered the phone, today, angers easily and predictably got mad and hung up on me after saying they would talk about it and call back. Ugghhh.