Bob and I have taken many steps toward reducing our ecological footprint. Steps which include everything from Bob’s vasectomy, to our mostly vegan diet, to our reused plastic bag drawer. We made a firm commitment years ago to avoid sending plastic to the landfill.
So naturally, when we moved into Camelina, we set aside a kitchen drawer for reused plastic bags. Twenty-one months later, the drawer is so full, I was unable to shut it.
This morning I pulled the drawer out, got down on my knees and peered into the darkness. There were a few bags stuck behind the drawer. So I pulled them out. And there was some used parchment paper and aluminum, so I pulled that out, too. I kept pulling stuff out until I had a mound of used stuff.
Sad to say, most of the stuff that fell behind the drawer will end up in our compost pileand landfill. I didn’t feel comfortable reusing the everything that has lain on the floor and I didn’t have enough room in the drawer for all of it anyway.
I learned a lesson today. I learned that it isn’t enough to keep washing and putting away bags. I need to manage them. I learned that the road to hell is paved with lightly used plastic bags.