Now, I realize I shouldn't really look a gift garbage can in the mouth, but the one that was delivered two days later is The Incredible Hulk of trash receptacles. It's 42 inches tall and 26 inches wide, and I'm 64 inches tall and I'm not going to reveal my width. The point is, when I dragged it up my steep steps empty I was winded; its 65-gallon capacity could easily store a month's worth of refuse festering rodent-free inside. Problem is, I would never be able to get it down my steps safely. And neither could my husband, who uses a cane.