Remember when we thought that being kind to the earth meant putting your crap into into the garbage and not chucking your crushed Tab can out the car window as you sped away? Then McDonald's got rid of the styrofoam containers that used to house your Filet O Fish when we figured out that no amount of acid rain would disintegrate them. Further down the timeline still, earth-awareness evolved into realizing that the 10 minutes you spent your spraying your bangs with an aerosol can of Aqua Net was perhaps burning a hole in the sky that would kill us all.
Today we have recycling bins in our home. Husband takes half empty paint cans for a 45 minute drive to a paint recycling facility he found out in God's country somewhere. And though I am tempted to hide the empty beer cans under a layer of garbage so the neighbors won't realize how much we drank last week - we bear our shame and set them out in the blue plastic recycler for all to judge.
But we still wrestle with package inside of package tied with those God awful plastic ties in order to get to a teeny tiny plastic Polly Pocket inside. We eat meat bought from the Jewel grocery story that was likely pumped full of antibiotics. And we definitely pee gallon after gallon of pharmaceutical tainted piss into the sewer system.
Could we do more to help the earth? Hell yes. Will we do more? Yep. But at least our Tab cans are making their way into the recycling instead of a landfill. I hope that's something.