A quest or two

Today in my work break I scoured the shelves out the back in the “Expired” pile of food. I put the veggies (and such goooood veggies) in my Bolsa bags and went on my merry rejoicing and singing loud Hosannas.

At the register I was told by the girl putting the groceries through had these bags. At my locker, the assistant manager told me that she also had these bags. Another co-worker asked me where I can buy these bags. It turns out that people are so interested in saving on packaging and plastic but they just need someone to start the conversation! I love this – but I hate it at the same time. If you’re interested in something, start the conversation yourself, most especially when it is bringing good into the world!

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Now I’m home and I’ve been preparing dinner for a couple of hours: homemade pasta, salmon, roasted veggies, creamy sauce. I know that I have a whole heap of spare time right now, so that is why I’m throwing myself into this whole Zero Waste thing: later, when I’m working more or maybe even back to study, I won’t have the time and I might lose some of my drive.

I really don’t want anyone to think that what I am doing is impossible. I do other things with my time and I recently went to a Zero Waste talk by the founding mother of the entire concept (when it comes to a Zero Waste personal life), Bea Johnson. She works full time but can contain her yearly waste in one jar. It’s amazing. I love it. I want to be like that. But right now I know it is going to take a while: to get rid of plastic bottles of shampoo alone it will take a few more months. But I’m not giving up or slackening (very much… sometimes I fall or stumble, but if I fail a little and improve, it’s more impressive, right?)

So, that’s just my little story on a few random things. Let me know about your own Zero Waste stories and happenings! I love to hear about it so much!

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Plastic free aesthetic

I have recently made the pledge to go plastic free. Is my apartment suddenly pristine, with cute little jars with labels stacked neatly in the cupboards? Nope.

Will I ever get my apartment completely plastic free? Nope.

Have I stopped bringing things home that have single-use plastic packaging? Nope.

Look, it’s pretty hard. Milk is my stumbling block right now. I feel like I am making excuses, like “I need to use it up before I throw it out”, and “Surely this little bit won’t matter…”, and “I can’t help it f I get plastic gifts for my birthday!” The key, I think (although I am really new to this lifestyle change) is to remember “Everything in moderation. Except plastic. I hate plastic.”

So, the rules I have set up are:

  • Treat it like an adventure. Since this is my pledge, I get to do as I want with it. Instead of ringing up every supermarket in the area, I’ve decided to take trips to each one in quest of milk in glass bottles, or paper cartons. This way, I get to know my area a little better, find some interesting products hopefully, and have something to do with my non-working days that gets me outside!
  • Do use up the stuff you have. To me, going plastic free goes hand in hand with using less, buying less, making do with less, and, ultimately, throwing out less. If I use up the moisturisers, tooth brushes, shampoos, conditioners, etc. that I already have, I can repurpose them. Those bottles and things will be re-used as bottles for homemade shampoos, and what-have-you, and even toothbrushes can be reused as tiny little scrubbers, or even garden signs.
  • I have a timeline: 2019 sounds like the perfect time to be completely single-use plastic free.
  • I can not force other people to adopt the lifestyle change for me. For instance, I can’t make my housemate clean out the bin because I don’t want to use bin liners any more. Two options are: keep using the bin liners, or, I take responsibility for the bins. Yep, it’s not all pretty jars and fun hand-drawn labels in an artsy fine liner with cute pictures (I suck at drawing, and most fine liners have plastic in them anyway, so…. I guess I’ll have to suffice with plain, hand-written labels in pencil)
  • I’m doing a good deed here. If I have a few setbacks, like every time I want a milky chai at home so I buy another bottle, I feel guilty. But I need to remember that I have made progress already, and that this project is doing good. I support businesses with the same inspiring mindset, and lessen my waste as I go. I am also learning a lot about the environment and interesting alternatives, as well as how a little change makes a big difference.

I hope we can all remember this when we do anything – big or small – to improve our world. Sure, the plastic-free aesthetic is awesome and pretty and sleek and how I want my apartment to look…. off track. I may want those things, but knowing that I am helping the environment a tiny bit makes the real difference, and is the real motivation.

Hypocritical much?

The title is an attack on myself. This post, when compared to my last one, is very hypoctrical. You know that Greek guy, Hypocrites? (pronounced Hip-oh-kret-ees) Well, I’m his mother.

The word hypocrisies? It should be hypocrisis. Not that there’s a hippo crisis. There could be, but my own dilemma has turned my thoughts to myself in a selfish, artificial way.

The source of this dilemma, this conundrum? My hair.

I reeeeeally want a haircut. I would like to get a haircut. I’d love a haircut – I need a haircut!

Soon I will be going to Italy and I have heard a few times recently that, upon meeting me, people tend to thing I’m a goody-two shoes who sits home and knits. “Really boring”, one girl said. “A good girl”, a work colleague said. “Kind of quiet”, from another.

While I honestly do sit home and knit sometimes, and I’m more of an introvert than an extrovert, and I hate getting into trouble, I want to be someone who looks exciting and fun because, heck, I am fun.

But – I am scared. I don’t want to be passed over because I look boring. First impressions are big in this society – seeing someone’s face on a display picture on Facebook can define one person’s impression of another. I don’t want to look boring, I want something happening on my face, something that makes me stick in people’s mind.

I want a different look and my hair is something that can do that.

Even though it is superficial. Even though it *gasp* costs money. Even though it’s all of that – it’s just a haircut.

Buuuuut…. I want one.

Reinvent. Really.

The location for today’s procrastination location: WordPress.

I’m not even sure if that made sense but, hey, I like the rhyme. And, even though I am procrastinating, I feel as though this is important.

The other day I was feeling a bit bored and a bit stuck in my normal routine, lacking interest – this led me to looking up how to reinvent myself.

I guess that the almighty Google knows I’m a girl and my interest in make-up and that sort of thing, but I was still a bit irritated to find that the fruits of this search weren’t very nutritious: it was basically junk food. Artificial, dangerous, useless.

It was all about changing my looks: how to reshape my eyebrows, why I should change my lipstick and even my eye colour! As a fan of make-up and of fixing my hair up in braids and buns, I think that appearance is kind of important. For one thing, it’s just fun to play with.

But, on the other hand, it is just fun. It should not be how I reinvent myself. Beauty is only skin deep, and changing my look on the outside won’t do all that much on the inside.

To give a few of the articles I read credit, they did comment that looking good gives confidence. I kind of agree with that – looking good makes it easier to walk into a room. Ask anyone who has the bridge of their nose filled, or their eyelids lifted. Looks give you power.

Simultaneously, my interest in healthy and environmentally-friendly eating has been growing. A friend gave me a SCOBY – the key ingredient of kombucha – and lent me a book by Sarah Wilson in which a recipe is written. It’s so interesting, and I love reading about how she has incorporated this type of food prep into her life, and how it has changed her life. It’s quite holistic – a word and notion I love.

So, that’s what i’m starting to do. For me, food is a very non-artificial part of life. The way I eat shows my heritage, people that I meet. I make pasta because I love sharing it with family. I took over the vegetable garden at home because I can give vegetables and herbs to friends and family. Heck, I grow sunflowers to help the bees. (Guys, really, plant flowers for bees)

So this is what I was hunting for without knowing. Ideas that Sarah Wilson expresses so clearly were some simmering, unclear concepts that had been floating around my mind for years. She illuminated them.

So please, to anyone out there wanting to reinvent themselves – go beyond looks. Go for something that means something big to you. Do it for the real you.