I’m actually pretty green. I’m the green floor coordinator at my work. I buy glassware and utensils from thrift stores, wash them, bring them into work, then put signs in the kitchen “Please consider using the dishware in the cupboards and placing in the dishwasher when done.” I personally run the dishwasher every week. I think I’m the only one who’s taken ownership of that appliance. I compost at home. I gasped when I peeked at Dean’s trash and realized everything goes into one big brown paper bag. “Agghh! There’s a water bottle in there.”
“Oh yeah,” he smiled sheepishly. “Did you just find out that I don’t recycle?”
“I am buying you a three-sorter bin from Bed Bath and Beyond ASAP.”
I come from a green family. My mom puts a bucket in the shower and uses the collected water to water the plants inside and outside. My sister found out that Brisbane doesn’t compost so she gives me her compostables.
Dean and I are having a luau party tonight complete with spam musubi. It’s a meet and greet for all our friends. But tonight at 8:30 is Earth Hour when you’re supposed to turn off all your lights. Not sure if I can pull that off during our party, but we’ll try.