No, today was not the first time I ever recycled. We used to do weekly at our old house in Warren. For some reason, we haven't been doing it in our current home...not since we moved in. Ask my wife and she'll tell you it's because I refuse to muster up the energy to gather the newspapers, and take the labels off the glass and aluminum cans. Maybe she's right. But, not because of the energy thing. I just think the recycle bin in the garage is doing a much better job of holding our empty returnables than it would with me dragging it out to the curb every Wednesday. I jest. Anyway, today was the first time I made a significant effort to actually take something to be recycled. It was all a demonstration of love for my daughter. Her school was having a recycling contest this week using magazines and catalogs; with each class having a goal of 24-feet in stacked goods. If the class achieved that milestone, all of the students receive a Jeans Day! Better yet, the class in the entire school with the most magazines/catalogs wins a pizza party! You better believe Mom and Dad were all in on this one. So, this morning, I dropped off 5 brown bags filled to the hilt with old cooking magazines, and a few other selections, that we had been keeping around thinking "one day, we'll dig through all of these and pull out some good recipes". Not! Hopefully, these 5 bags will help put my daughter's class on top. If not, well, I think I've still been inspired to maybe start recycling again. I think the Earth is worth a little extra labor every Wednesday, don't you?
2 bins, Scounsell. 2 bins each week.
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