I've discovered a new hobby. Not knitting, much to the dismay of Quirky. Nope- I've taken recycling to a new level. Cool, huh?
Yes, I realize that this is something that we all should be doing, not a craft that you can pick up at Michael's or Hobby Lobby. But all those years that I spent needlepointing I found that I never really had a functional place to put all of those cute little creations of mine. And let's face it, it's not a joyful or meaningful experience if you can't enjoy the fruits of your labor. Noone really wanted those cute little eyeglass cases that I had ruined my eyes making.
So I've found the answer, everyone. RECYCLING. Always been doing it- now just taking it to a new level. I'm practically gift wrapping the shit up as I lovingly place it on the curb on Tuesday mornings. Prior to "the hobby," I threw the plastic in with the glass, sometimes shoved into a cereal box. Then there was the pesky problem that the garage is detached from the house so it was kind of a pain in the ass to get one little milk carton all the way out there. I recycled, but not with gusto.
Now I keep little paper bags inside the house into which I gleefully toss every little scrap of paper. Such excitement! I might as well have music playing as I imagine myself saving The Earth. Call me superwoman!
And there's the added bonus to this new ridiculous hobby. I am getting the trash the hell out of my house. The rest of the house may look like we should have a washer and sofa on our front porch (and don't even get me started on the trash pit that my car is. surely you've seen the "mom my ride" video on you tube. You haven't?- Get thee to you tube immediately.) but I have a semblance of control over the trash . Do you know how good this feels? It's better than the way those ridiculous yogurt commercials show women prancing around. Serious virtuosity, y'all.
So prepare for updates about how I've made glittery recycle containers for my kitchen. This is my new hobby.