I'm pretty sure my husband thinks I am a rampant environmentalist. I grew up in a town with 30+ mandatory categories of recycling though so I'm more or less programmed to recycle. My Mom was also pretty thrifty and nothing ever left our house without being reused. To this day, I'm pretty sure we have about 100 aluminum pie plates somewhere.
Just kidding. I know exactly where they are. And it's more like 85, but who's counting?
So yes, by Texas standards, I probably am a rampant environmentalist.
Recently, I've been looking for ways to lessen the amount of garbage we produce. At home, I'm pretty good (there's always 'better' and maybe there will be more on that later this year) about this no matter how many times my husband has to roll his eyes as I stop him from throwing something out while insisting "wait, we can use that!!
I realized that I could do better when I am out though. So this week, I brought my own mug with me when I went to buy coffee on the way to work. I asked while ordering if they could use the mug instead of a styrofoam cup and was told they could. I paid and waited for my coffee. Minutes later I watched as the person behind the counter poured my coffee from the exact same styrofoam cup I was trying not to waste into my reusable mug.
Sigh. Fail.
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