Once upon a time, a long time ago, we recycled. It started with soda cans, then cardboard, then glass, and then one day we were recycling all our trash. That’s right, allour trash. For months, our city-issued trash bin stood silent, waiting for someone to deposit waste. Pretty cool, huh?
Another secret to our success was a local entrepreneur who collected items twice a month. In the beginning, it seemed like he took everything. I began purchasing only those items whose packaging or containers could be recycled. The more he took, the more I recycled. I envisioned his facility as a Utopia where my trash became recycled treasure, a place where our glass, aluminum, and plastic were destined to become bright and shiny new things. In reality, he was probably tossing a lot of stuff that we “recycled.” But even if he only had to send 25% of our trash to the landfill, we were successful.
|He cooks and he builds!
My beloved has built a lovely new recycling center
that will be incorporated into our kitchen island.
That day has finally arrived! My beloved has built a lovely recycling center that will eventually fit under our kitchen island. He was inspired by plans found in The Family Handyman: Get Organized! The magazine boasted 155 DIY Projects to cut the clutter. I am convinced that it was published just for us. The center holds four 13 gallon trash cans that we can slide out and take to the city collection area. Frankly, I think it’s perfect.
To make sure we re-establish our successful recycling habits, we’re starting with four bins. There will be one for each type of recyclable our fair city receives at its community collection site. Will we achieve zero trash again? My eco-friendly heart hopes so, but until then our new sorting center will help me sleep better at night.