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Oh dear, its 2 am already...
I have exactly four nights left in this house. Four neurotic, up all night, can't sleep by myself when it's dark outside nights left to do whatever I want in the wee hours before I'm officially co-habitating with a boy again. I don't think it's hit me yet. Packing is going well- went through all my endless ammounts of clothes. I'm donating three whole trash bags full to Courtney's yard sale, but I feel like I could have done better, and still might put together a fourth before it's all said and done. It amazes me that I managed to aquire so many clothes that i'm giving away THREE WHOLE BAGS FULL without even blinking and i STILL have far more than i'm comfortable with. And i still haven't gone through my shoes...
Zach and I are going to try to live sustainably at our new place. We bought floor lamps and area lamps to save electricity (our basement is lit with harsh overhead institutional lighting), we went with shelves instead of bookcases to use less lumber, we're committed to only necessary showers (which averages to like one every three days. Short hair really doesn't get gross the way long hair does, but mostly it's a lazy thing, lol), and we're going to try our best to buy local or organic foods. Getting him to spend money to buy enough socks and boxers to make it an extra few days before laundry is necessary was such a hassle- he can be such a boy sometimes.
All and all i'm really proud that we're comitted to decreasing our carbon impact. I mean, there's no gaurentee that any of this will actually stick, but I hope it does and I think if we really love God it's our job to put our money where our mouths are and treat his creation better. Shouldn't Christians, out of love and wonder, be LEADING the conservation movement, not fighting it? We have several other beefs with modern Christians, but this one seemed like the easiest area to start immediately making an impact in.
I have exactly four nights left in this house. Four neurotic, up all night, can't sleep by myself when it's dark outside nights left to do whatever I want in the wee hours before I'm officially co-habitating with a boy again. I don't think it's hit me yet. Packing is going well- went through all my endless ammounts of clothes. I'm donating three whole trash bags full to Courtney's yard sale, but I feel like I could have done better, and still might put together a fourth before it's all said and done. It amazes me that I managed to aquire so many clothes that i'm giving away THREE WHOLE BAGS FULL without even blinking and i STILL have far more than i'm comfortable with. And i still haven't gone through my shoes...
Zach and I are going to try to live sustainably at our new place. We bought floor lamps and area lamps to save electricity (our basement is lit with harsh overhead institutional lighting), we went with shelves instead of bookcases to use less lumber, we're committed to only necessary showers (which averages to like one every three days. Short hair really doesn't get gross the way long hair does, but mostly it's a lazy thing, lol), and we're going to try our best to buy local or organic foods. Getting him to spend money to buy enough socks and boxers to make it an extra few days before laundry is necessary was such a hassle- he can be such a boy sometimes.
All and all i'm really proud that we're comitted to decreasing our carbon impact. I mean, there's no gaurentee that any of this will actually stick, but I hope it does and I think if we really love God it's our job to put our money where our mouths are and treat his creation better. Shouldn't Christians, out of love and wonder, be LEADING the conservation movement, not fighting it? We have several other beefs with modern Christians, but this one seemed like the easiest area to start immediately making an impact in.