The Lazy Conservationist
I'd like to be a green mom who buys recyclable bags when I go grocery shopping, or installs energy efficient light bulbs in all our bedrooms, who is diligent about separating paper from plastic, but I have to face facts. I'm a lazy conservationist.
The only reason why my house is energy efficient is not because I've actually replaced our light bulbs with those weird looking squiggly ones. I'm just too lazy to change the bulbs once they blow. In fact, our bedroom lights went out about six months ago and while I'm pretty sure a rodent probably bit through the wiring, instead of calling an electrician to fix the high hat problem, I've grown accustomed to using lamps.
In the master bathroom, we're down to three lights - the rest went bust over the last six months. And our cathedral ceiling lights are going out one by one so that by the end of the summer, we'll probably be lighting the place with candles.
Now about the bag situation. I really would love to use a recyclable bag, but I'm addicted to plastic. I do re-use the plastic bags for things like cat litter or my son's camp lunch (spiderman lunch boxes are not allowed), but years ago I developed an aversion to paper bags (blame it on the roaches) and I just leaned towards the plastic version and stuck with it. Now that plastic bags are becoming as passe as cigarettes, I guess I better get my eco-butt in gear and purchase a few bags made out of laminated newspaper stories.
And as for recycling skills, sadly - they're much to be desired. I try to put all my diet coke bottles and cans together and my husband manages to drop all the paper he finds next to our garbage can. While I know he's being conscientious about separating paper from plastic, it drives me nuts to see our junk mail on the floor so I usually grab it and toss it in the trash.
And what about those bottles? I'm hearing now that it's actually more dangerous to drink bottled water than to just turn on the tap. Wow, I'm actually being eco-friendly without even trying. Whenever my son asks for water, I turn on the faucet and give him a cup of mother nature's finest brew...compliments of the Westchester Reservoir.
I know I'm in desperate need of an energy intervention but all I can say is, I want to be green. It just ain't that easy. Thank you Kermit the frog. I owe you one.