I asked Jon to purchase a new trash can for the kitchen, since our old one is pretty banged up.
I was picturing a nice, normal standing can with a foot pedal, nothing fancy.
Instead, I got a trash can with a motion-detecting electric eye thing, that senses when I want to throw something out and opens its lid.
At first, I thought this was overkill. A battery-powered trash can was not ever on my things-to-buy-wishlist, but I’m starting to come around. It’s very convenient. You don’t have to do anything but stand there and toss.
Mostly, I like it because I can wave my hand near the sensor and pretend I have Jedi mind tricks. You will open your lid now. You will close your lid.
The sad thing is, the trash can really creeps out the baby. Every time it opens, he peeks around the corner with this concerned look on his face.
It looks like we’re going to have to watch the Star Wars trilogies a little ahead of schedule.
Image credit: stormtrooper onesie.