An Uphill Battle

A lot has happened since my last post.

First I went to Florida for the first time and I was fortunate to visit both sides of the peninsula. I went to Cocoa Beach on the Atlantic side and Clearwater Beach on the Gulf side. The power and beauty of the ocean were mesmerizing. I saw all manners of creatures from dozens of different kind of birds to a manta ray to alligators to dolphins. Some animals were protected by the people who owned the land they called home. Some creatures were at the mercy of what may be in the wide open ocean. But all were beautiful in their own right.

I am proud to say I stayed straw free and only purchased three bottles of water on the entire trip. It should have been two but I forgot my cup (with my stainless steel straw) at the hotel one day.  I made a conscious effort to really look around me and see what was happening at the beaches. My son and I even picked up trash before it could be swept away by the tide. The throngs of people at the beaches with all of their plastic baggies that the wind so easily snatched away, made me re-evaluate my own use and disposal of baggies. I thought about how I could use reusable containers instead with only a little more effort on my part. Sure it takes a little longer to pack things in containers with lids, then haul those containers around after they are empty, and then my least favorite part, washing the darn things, but if that extra effort helps to reduce the amount of plastic introduced into our planet’s eco system, then I’m willing to do it.

Does that mean I went home and immediately threw away all of my baggies. No. But what I am doing is committing to not purchasing any more and using the ones I have very sparingly so that they will last a long time in my drawers only coming out when needed in a pinch. When I can, I am also washing and reusing them within reason. I have flown twice already this year and I am still on the same little baggie for the airport.  I am keeping it in my luggage and plan on reusing it until it rips rather than running to the baggie drawer for a new one every time I pack.

Did hauling around my own cup cause me any hardship on vacation? Nope. In fact often when I went into a dine and dash restaurant and told them I would get a drink but that I had my own cup, they would not even charge me for the drink!

As soon as we got home, we celebrated a high school graduation. You are probably already asking how on earth can this be related to reduce, reuse, recycle? This is my first attempt at actively reusing something – gift cards. I have been very guilty of using up a gift card and then simply throwing it in the trash or leaving it on the table or letting the cashier dispose of it. But guess what? They are ALL RELOADABLE! So as my grad and hopefully his friends use up their cards, I am collecting them to reuse for other occasions throughout the year, especially Christmas time. Not only will this keep those plastic cards from entering the eco system for at least one more round, it will keep me from running to the store to pick up a gift card every time I want to give a gift. I can just go to my stash, call the number on the back or go to the website, and reload it.

Three days after graduation, the unthinkable happened. My new grad was in a serious car accident. He is lucky to be alive, but had a broken back that needed surgery. I’ve spent the past week camped out at the hospital with him. He is going to be ok, but there is a long road of recovery and rehabilitation therapy ahead. The good news is that he can walk and will be able to live a full life still. So what does this have to do with plastic or the environment? Not a darn thing. In fact, I’ve used straws this week. Well I’ve utilized straws to help my son be able to drink since he can’t sit up all the way. Do I feel bad about it? Not enough to stop using them for him. Even though my stainless steel straw has a natural bend to it for convenience, it does not have nearly enough flexibility to make it useful for patients like my boy. I have continued to take my own cup with my own straw everyday because I can. I am more than happy to use a plastic straw for those who can’t. I will continue to try to convince people I come in contact with to forgo using a straw or bring their own with them. I will continue to do so myself. I will not be so dogmatic and uncaring as to not admit that there is a time and place where modern conveniences like plastic straws are not only acceptable but preferred. Does this make me a hypocrite. Maybe. I’d like to think it makes me a compassionate human being who just wants to make a suffering human being a little more comfortable.

Why straws?

In case you were asking why not using plastic straws was one of my first changes, check out the video at this link: 

I just could no longer use a plastic straw knowing that it had the potential to cause so much pain to a wonderful creature like that. 

Now I use stainless steel straws, but I know of others who use glass straws. I take one with me whenever I leave the house, then I simply bring it home and pop it in the dishwasher. 

Here is the link to where I got my straws:

Stainless Steel Straw Set – Reusable Pack of 2 Curved & 2 Wider/ Straight Straws – For Smoothies, Coffee & Drinks – Cleaning Brush Included – Eco-Frie

I was also inspired by a story I read about a young boy who wanted to reduce the number of straws entering landfills and the ocean. He talked to every restaurant owner and asked their permission to place little table tent info cards asking patrons to tell their servers if they did not want a straw automatically put in their drinks. Every restaurant in his town agreed. The restaurants spent less money on straws and fewer straws were thrown in the trash. I call that a win-win for everyone! What a great idea!

Small steps can make big changes!

Lost and Listless

A few months ago I turned 40. By all accounts I’m half way through life. That realization really made me stop and think about what I have been doing, how and if its working, and where I want to go from here. Clue in deeply soul stirring music and images of people staring off into the horizon. I wish I could say it was as simple as that, but it has and continues to be much more difficult and complicated.

So here I am almost 40 & 1/2 years old and in a full blown midlife crisis.

Now the decision is what to do about it. After many nights of insomnia, lots of tears, and days of evading life in general, I decided that what I really wanted was to make a difference. But where, how, when, and what? It is honestly overwhelming, but I am determined. I can make a difference.

I can make a difference with every decision I make.

Like most people in the United States and many developed countries, I was raised to be a consumer. Buy, buy, buy and then buy some more. After all, the more stuff you have, the more successful you are and obviously that means you will ultimately be extremely happy – right?


(Just look at some of the most wealthy people in the world to see just how big a lie the consumer ideology is. They do have it all, literally, and yet so many seek out happiness still through drug use and other ultimately destructive behaviors.)

Acquiring more things has certainly not made me happier. In fact the amount of time and energy my things consume FROM me is relentless. Dust this, wash that, clean those…it is never ending. And what is the end result? A tired, frustrated, unhappy woman. That is why I decided something had to change.

First I looked at my life and decided enough was enough. I had enough. I don’t need to buy more stuff (I do make exceptions for scrapbooking supplies :-). In fact I could do with a lot less. So the purge has begun. I am giving away or selling things I don’t need and hold no real value to me other than that at some point I thought they would make me happier if I bought them. There is value in a lesson learned. So far I have gone through clothing and decorative nick-nacs. The kitchen is next on my radar as well as what I think will be a fairly easy purge, the dreaded basement. After all isn’t that where we put stuff to forget about?

I am very excited about this as I have yet to regret anything I have removed from my life. In fact I would really like to go one step further and live more minimalistic in a much tinier space. Currently we live in an 1,100 sq ft home, but if I ever finally convince my husband to go tiny, I would like to have a place about half that size! But that is for another blog entry.

The second thing that came about naturally as a part of this downsizing was recycling and reducing waste. This kicked off a whole other push to go more green than I had ever dared before. (Toothpowder anyone?) I am devouring books on living a life that is not only less impactful on this planet, but [gasp] maybe even make it a better place because of my existence on it?!?!

This blog is my journey. I am very new to everything that has to do with sustainable living and some of the things I have read make me cringe with the thought of giving up luxuries like plastic anything, instant foods, and white toilet paper. But as all of the books I’ve read thus far have emphasized, you don’t have to make all of the changes all at once. Thus far I have become a vegetarian (a little over a year into that change and where I think the crisis of change truly began), I no longer use plastic straws and try to take my own cup with me wherever I go, set up a separate trashcan in our home for recyclables, and I take my own bags shopping.

For some hard core greenies, these changes may not seem like much, but I am proud of the steps I have taken so far and I look forward to implementing new things along the way. I hope you find some comradery, comedy, and maybe even some inspiration from this blog to also make changes that can have a positive impact on our world and the amazing people and animals that call it home!