recycling

Ideas to Get Rid of Stuff Ecologically

Ideas to Get Rid of Stuff Ecologically

The end of the holiday season is always a special time of year for me. Special because it taps into one of my guilty pleasures: throwing things away. From one organizing enthusiast to another, that might not sound so odd. After all, a key aspect of being neat, tidy, and uncluttered, is not having too much stuff.

But for me, it goes a bit deeper. I actually get a little bit of a happy rush when I see a full garbage can. And the week after Christmas provides a full neighborhood of streets lined with garbage cans and recycle bins overflowing with the remnants of holiday cheer. It is so expected that the garbage company even allots for additional waste the first pickup after Christmas.

As with all guilty pleasures, I'm not particularly proud of my Oscar the Grouch affinity for all things trash. But hey, that is what makes it a guilty pleasure. I know the importance and necessity for proper recycling and reducing and reusing as much as we can, to help the environment and the future of our planet.

So even though I feel a glee for a full garbage can, I know the importance

My Ability To Grow Garbage

My Ability To Grow Garbage

For my husband, Andrew, and I, it was love at first click. We met over the internet (Yahoo chat room to be specific) that launched a long distance relationship that lasted several months. Within a couple of years of moving in with him we were married, and the rest, as they say, is marital bliss.

So how does my ability to accumulate an overflowing trash can fit into all of this? Let me explain: one of the best aspects of being long distance in the beginning of our relationship was it forced us to really get to know each other. We would spend hours on the computer, or talking on the phone about pretty much any topic we wanted. One night the conversation evolved into home decorating and our respective “dream” kitchens. I think the question went something like, “if you could have any luxury appliance in your kitchen, what would it be?” To be honest, I don’t remember what his answer was, but we both remember my answer: a trash compactor.

Now by this stage in our relationship, I am not sure how much Drew knew about how much I love organizing. If he had been to my apartment by that point he would have seen that I am a very tidy person. But it wasn’t until I visited his house, which was, let’s just say in a bachelor state of less-tidiness that he learned what my need for clean really was.