So pretty much every day has felt like a failure. Mostly, I have not changed anything about how I’m doing this, which is in a disorganized way. I have been watching TV in complete darkness, not cooking for myself and instead eating Cheerios for sustenance.
Yesterday I had a really stressful day at work but I forced myself to go grocery shopping. I did have my own bags. I went to Sunflower and realized that having your own bags gets you nowhere if you don’t have bulk containers. (Sunflower does have both spinach and mushrooms in bulk.) I drew a blank when thinking about how Zero Waste Home family gets around plastic produce bags. I hadn’t planned any meals. I almost bought an eggplant but I hadn’t read how to tell if an eggplant is good and one was squishy and one was firm. I ate breakfast before nine and left work at four without having taken a lunch break and I was starving.
I walked around the store more than once trying to find anything without packaging. (I did locate the baking supplies I mistakenly said didn’t exist and felt like an idiot.) Not a lot of choices, especially if you lack the proper containers to put them in. I almost bought plain couscous (box-only, no bag, no cellophane window, no flavor packet).
This is what I purchased:
- One spaghetti squash
- One sweet potato
- Three bags of frozen berries in biodegradable bags.
- And then I freaked out and bought a plastic jar of gelato. Both the container and the lid are recyclable, the company is committed to being green. However, this plastic jar does have a ring of cellophane plastic around the lid that acts as a seal. So I lost garbage points after all.
Today, I could have kicked myself for not having a container to take home leftovers in at lunch. I also forgot to breakfast at home, which meant I got a pastry from my coffee shop, which meant it was a pastry in a paper wrapper. I did make an effort to bring a bandana as a handkerchief. I sniffled from about 9-3 and bit the bullet and used the thing to blow my nose. I’m not going to lie, I was a little grossed out by it, but it could have been worse. Mostly I’m grossed out about my future as a handkerchief user….I hate laundry more than anything. Hatred of laundry + literal snot rag = bad combination.
I often get gung-ho about things and then half-ass them. As I said earlier, I’m bad at planning. I’m also lazy and excited to have the house to myself. So I’m considering this week to be a failure. Perhaps a bit pre-maturely, but it’s more important for me to be honest about my lack of success. From other standpoints, I was going to use this week to clean my room thoroughly, try to plan a trip this summer, have people over and throw waste-free dinner parties. I’m a bit of a hermit at heart, and when I have unlimited access to a television and silence, I will savor those things above all else. I’ve never been great at taking care of myself and i realize now when I was in college I learned that cooking for one really isn’t worth the trouble. I also hate cooking. Ergo: Cheerios.
I still have one full day left. I’m sorry that I didn’t work more diligently on this project before I threw myself into it. I have figured out some things that I believe I can do in my own life to cut down on the amount of energy that I use. Taking my own cup to places was not scary. Handkerchiefs seem doable—and I can probably find some cute ones on Etsy. I do need to order some re-usable menstrual products still…