Our household waste goes into a bunch of piles.
- Compost
- Glass, plastic, metal
- Cardboard, paper
- Back to the diaper service
- Traditional garbage -- paper towels/tissues, packaging, non-compost food waste
- The corpses of those who would call us self-righteous and smug
So what's actually great about this is that I get to go outside a lot, where the animals dwell. It's not that we're BETTER than anyone else. Anyone who clogs our landscape -- and the children, and freedom -- with cigarette butts, Schlitz cans, old stuffed animals, etc., is perfectly fine with me. I just like making piles. And if every time I wash out a dirty cloth diaper it makes the Virgin Mary smile, so much the better.
I can't believe I'm going to post this, but I checked in the bucket of things to say and it was empty except for this post. You have my apologies. Do check back sometime, wouldya?
UPDATE: You deserve better. Here's something from the commute:
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