true confessions (6-11)

After this weekend I feel as if I am a complete and total failure when it comes to "The Story of Stuff." Have I mentioned how a couple of months ago I did something somewhat wasteful (I can't remember exactly what it was - I think it was I turned on the shower to warm it up before getting in or something) and Greg said, "Oh Kitty, it's like you never even read 'The Story of Stuff'"? Well he did - and it almost made me cry.

But this weekend I just failed. Completely. For example:

1) I went to Target and didn't even bother to bring in my recyclable bags (FAIL!)
2) I was at Target because our air pop popcorn maker had died and I HAD to replace it. That. Night. Forced obsolescence. So look at us just replacing electronics without repairing them. (FAIL!)
3) Our compost container for the kitchen got gross. Really gross. So we tossed it. Thus, without a compost container I've been throwing out food left and right. (FAIL!)
4) It's hot and we've been running the air conditioner like it's going out of style. As I sit and type this post I have a fan blowing a delightful breeze into my face - we are just using electricity in our non-solar house like it was free. (FAIL!)
5) Finally, Greg came back from his conference with this plastic piece of crap. I seriously must be old school but I cannot believe that there is a need for these things. I just can't believe it (even though my April's tell me that they are normal and handy - they aren't - they are just being made at what cost? At what cost?!? ) Really, it's gross to have your phone on the carpet? Or on the nightstand? Dumb.

Excuse me while I get back to my decadent and extravagant air-conditioner free wheeling lifestyle. Oy vey.