Today’s smile situation:
As I returned from a walk this afternoon, I saw that the recycling man had come (as evidenced by the now-empty bins). When I saw that he had made the effort to neatly stack the bins at the end of our driveway (as opposed to just tossing them any old way anywhere in the vicinity of our property), I smiled at his kindness.
Two doors down from our house, I noticed that our neighbor still had what looked like cardboard in one of her recycling bins. Hmm, that’s odd… Curious, I looked more closely at the not-quite-empty bin – and saw a pizza box. (Because they are stained with food, pizza boxes are not recyclable in our area, and are therefore not allowed in our bins.) But instead of simply refusing this neighbor’s entire recycling load for the week, the recycle man chose to pick out the pizza box from the rest of the papers/bottles/cans, and take away what items he could. (And then politely replace the pizza box back in the bin.) I smiled at his thoughtfulness, and his conscientiousness.
As I made my way back to our home and started to carry our bins up the driveway and into the garage, my mind flashed back to when I first started living with my sweetie. He was [and still is] an avid recycler, and a strong proponent of conserving resources and doing his part to ‘live green’ in general (and he was this way well before it was a trendy thing to do). When he asked me where he should put his soda can, and I showed him where the trash was, he was a bit appalled by my lack of recycling ways. He immediately introduced recycling into our shared home, and as a direct result of his influence I am now also an avid recycler and conserver. Bottles, cans, paper, water, lights, electricity – I do what I can to minimize the size of my footprint on our planet. So as I set the blue bins down in the garage this afternoon, I smiled at the positive influence my sweetie has had on me and my life.
The Rule of Three, at play in my life once again. 🙂