If there's something you could say I'm crazy about, it's recycling.
I'm not top level crazy about it, because I walked by the same Coke can lying by the sidewalk for months and never picked it up. But I looked at it every time and said "I should get that and recycle it."
My excuse is that 1) it's dirty and I'm on my way to work and don't want to pick up dirty things on my way to work and 2) there's no recycling near there. Essentially I'd have to take it to work.
I thought of a plan for it once: bring a bag in my jacket pocket (it was still winter), pick it up and put it I the bag and carry it to work, wash it out and put it in the recycling in the office. I was usually the first guy there (and sometimes the only guy there) so it wouldn't have been a big deal.
But I never followed through. I haven't seen that can lately, so I think it eventually got picked up.
At home and at work, where I feel I can control things a little bit more, I'm stricter. At home not with other people's things - I can only control myself - but at work I've taken cans out of the trash and put them in recycling, or taken paper out of the cans/glass/plastic bin and put it in the paper/cardboard bin (which is not located in the same place).
At home it's why I have four bags of what can be called "trash" in my room - soda cans, soda bottles, microwave dinner boxes - it's kind of an accurate record of my life. At work I tend to throw out four recyclables a day: one fruit container, one sandwich container and two Coke cans.
I was thinking about hauling my "trash" while LH was away, but I never asked for the car, and when I finally had access to it, I didn't do it. Now I still have all my crap in my room and I'm going to have to ask to use the car to recycle it.
I had an uneventful day today. It was very typical Saturday in that I took a shower and then watched TV all day. The plans I had involved going to the dry cleaner and doing some wash, but I skipped the wash for TV, and I kept putting off the wash until it was too late.
I told myself I'd do it early tomorrow morning, between 8 and 10 or 9 and 11, but as I was thinking today: when I don't have anything to do, I don't do anything.
I'm sorry, let me rephrase that: when I don't have to do anything, I don't do anything.
To be fair (cop out, excuse), I thought it was going to rain all afternoon. I thought LH would be home at some point and I'd be able to ask about going to the dry cleaner's or something. She came home after 6 with a car full of purchases, a lot of them rodent and insect poison to send to her country. What?? They can't fucking kill bugs in their own country?? (I was teasing her about going out and spending a shitload of money when she had told me two days ago she was broke (and I was also thinking about how she said after this trip she was going to stop sending things home) and that's when she said "They need it.")
I suppose I'm no better. I think about buying gifts and sending money to people because I have no relationships around me to spend money on or to buy experiences to share with them. I was just thinking about sending my sister-in-law money to buy clothes for work and then feeling like $100 was too much (aka I couldn't spare it) - only what the fuck did I spend my money on last month and was it much better? I have a reminder in this iPad to send $25 a week to charity but I don't do it; the last time I gave money to anything it was to my alma mater - but they've got a former hedge fund running the place now, why should I give my money to them when the mission or the sisters of the poor are a better cause and closer to what I supposedly hold dear?
Fucking eh I gotta start living my values better. My so-called values. Probably improve my life 1000%.