The Mister and i braved the wilds of our basement this past weekend and threw away a ton of stuff.
No, I mean we literally threw away a TON of stuff. Okay, i exaggerate a tiny bit, we threw away 1,890 lbs of stuff. Plus 8 boxes of books were sold (we made almost $60!) a huge pile of mixed paper was recycled, the Goodwill received 12 boxes of yet more stuff, and even the three dead rats we found were put into the yard waste.
We received some upsetting news on Friday night and by Saturday night we were feeling rather pleased with ourselves and better able to deal with the news. Such, at least for me, is the power of organizing.
At the same time, i feel ashamed for all that junk that now resides in a landfill.
Before i buy anything ever again, i vow to ask myself, "Do i really want/need this. Remember that almost everything i buy i will end up throwing away, someday."
When i walk into a Walmart (which admittedly is not often) or a similar 'big box retailer,' my first thought is "landfill."
Although after our performance this weekend, i have no right to point fingers.