I am ill. My head feels like a balloon and I sound like an 80 year old chain smoker. After a meeting this morning, I decided to buy a juice-tox, because I haven’t been taking care of myself as well I should. I was in panic “I need to get home” mode and thought it wasn’t worth the guilt. I guzzled my juice and was left with this.
Once more, this post is exposing my constant battle with preparedness.
Well, this was to be anticipated. I knew once my workload would increase that this blog would be hard to upkeep – but fear not, it is not forgotten.
When my friends ask me if this transition is difficult, my answer hasn’t really changed since month 3: easy transitions at the beginning (soap; bulk; fruit; veg; liquids) and hard ones later on (WHAT DO YOU SNACK ON WHEN YOU HAVE 1 MINUTE IN BETWEEN MEETINGS AND YOU KNOW YOU WILL HAVE A SUGAR SLUMP UNLESS YOU EAT SOMETHING SWEET AND THERE IS NOTHING ON HAND, NO SHOP WITH BULK BINS, AND YOU HAD NOT ANTICIPATED THIS MISERABLE MOMENT???)
Recently I have been feeling quite proud because most ingredients I am using are now from a package-free source and (nearly) entire home-made meals are made from ingredients purchased without packaging.
Oh well, hello gnocchi. You look nice today. Why, aren’t you made of potatoes (tick), eggs (tick) and flour? Sadly no tick for the flour as there is no reasonable non packaged flour source – I’m ignoring the flour bins at Locavore because they are just too pricey for me.
Did someone say home-made chocolate chip cookies? YAS.
Made of: butter, sugar, eggs (tick), oats, (tick), backing soda (tick), baking powder, flour, chocolate, salt….. Okay, perhaps not the best example here. Once again, baking powder and chocolate I can find in Edinburgh, I simply haven’t been back to stock up in a while.
I probably won’t be posting for a while, as I will be too busy eating cookies and watching Gilmore Girls.
Ciao for now x
I’ve been given a few food items recently and I’m not at Bea Johnson’s stage of refusing medals from mayors and refusing even the smallest of gifts is difficult. So I accept and guiltily eat away.
To anyone who has been living zero-waste for a long time, I’m sure it’s easy peasy to refuse things like the above. But for me, it is so counter-intuitive and against everything I have ever learnt – to refuse a gift (and especially a gift to me as a host) (and especially food).
I tell myself that I’m still a newbie and still transitioning relatively quietly i.e. not shouting about it on the rooftops, therefore it’s up to me to make the decision of when to alert people to my lifestyle.
The daughter has her own mug as well?? They are both awesome. 2 minutes in and still getting distracted but OKAY OKAY I’LL STOP
I don’t even know the name of this character yet but I know she’s bringing her own mug to the coffee shop.
Gilmore Girls Episode 1 (Yes. I know. I am late coming to the party. Also, I am an adult, yes.) There hasn’t even been dialogue yet, and I’m getting distracted.
While “past self’s decisions” was about stocking up on food and trying to recognise that habit, this post is also about the danger of “2 for 1” deals.
I have worn Elizabeth Arden’s Green Tea Lotus perfume for about 8 years now. The last time I re-stocked – a couple of years ago – I found myself buying two bottles for the price of one. I didn’t know at the time that
a) I would eventually want to change perfumes (but it’s okay – I still like it)
b) I would be transitioning into a zero-waste lifestyle.
Again, I have to deal with the consequences of my past self’s actions. I have to find out whether the packaging is recyclable, and if so, where.
I also have to start thinking about future plans, once this bottle runs out: should I simply not wear perfume? Fabricate my own? Buy from local perfume makers who could re-fill my bottle (do these shops even exist??)?
And lo and behold, there go another seven hours of internet trawling.
Since starting this blog nearly three months ago, I have undertaken several lifestyle changes. Most of them are private – in the sense that they don’t have an impact on my flatmates, friends and family. I have made all my changes discreetly and no one would have noticed, had I not told a few friends about it. The people I interact with in bakeries, supermarkets or local shops might think me a bit odd, but I don’t justify my actions or explain why I am behaving differently from other people (such as holding up a queue of frustrated customers at supermarket self-checkouts because I have to weigh 14 types of fruit and veg).
This reluctance to speak about my zero waste goal might come from wanting to fit in, or being reluctant to stand out (please read WaitButWhy’s post on Why We Should Stop Caring What Other People Think), from wanting to be everyone’s friend, from a slight feeling of doubt (am I doing this to be different? to be better? to be cool?) or shame (am I a brainless sheep following a trendy lifestyle? why did it take me so long to start this?).
But it also comes from not wanting to dictate how other people lead their lives. As I said previously, I don’t want to go into a house and start pointing out all the ways someone could change the way they consume. I have always hated that type of attitude and find it very un-constructive, invasive and aggressive.
Most of the time for the last three months, I’ve been privately leading this lifestyle without hiccups (or any hiccups are entirely mine), doing research, looking into alternatives, learning new ways of buying, eating, doing things and thinking.
A difficult part of the zero-waste lifestyle, therefore (apart from learning to be prepared 100% time), has been the good will of other people. I’ll be posting about this soon.
In the meantime, enjoy your day, wherever you are.