Okay, okay... it's time to face it.

Accumulating stuff is a problem I often associate with people who lived in through the depression and are currently fond of bingo, walkers, and fake pastel flowers. That is, until I look into my closets. Or drawers. Or- you get it. I often dispel my guilt by taking everything worn and discarded to a used clothing store or a charity. That is, until I started working for a charity, and realized how much of the stuff donated can't be used and just gets thrown away. If I won't wear that shirt because it has a stain on it, why would someone else want to?

I've also absolved my guilt at buying items bundled into plastic packaging by dumping pretty must all of my non-compostable refuse into blue bags and hoping someone else will sort it out. That is, until I was forced to admit that most common plastics are non-recylable (or recylable, but at an expense that most municipalities in Canada have yet to justify) and that everything I think I'm recyling is getting thrown away anway. Ain't knowledge a pain?

The point is, I've been passing my share of the blame along. If I'm not adequately disposing of the run-off from my consumption, I may as well be driving it to the landfill myself. Essentially, I need to find a better way of recyling or reusing my older, non-fabulous stuff and the excess that comes along with disposable society. And a good start? Here it is. http://www.lime.com/features/limes_guide_to_recycling

Ain't knowledge great?