This compost thing has me really smoking. And if you knew what I think about smoking, you'd know this is not good. But dwelling on the negative goes against nearly every grain of my fiber so I've found a way to turn this thing around.
You remember how excited I was at the 1st of October over the fact that
my mayor was going to give
me my very own brand new compost bucket. I thought that was sweet. And generous. We won't go into how much it cost the mayor (by that I mean every citizen in town) to provide me with a compost bucket.
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Wednesday it was delivered. I found it sitting there on the curb next to the empty yard debris bin. I loved the color immediately, though the size had me worried. My whole thing about a new bucket was having it sized so the liners could be recycled bags from the produce I buy, as in "reuse". The pretty bucket looked too big. Once in the house, a quick test confirmed it. Too big to fit any of the bags that come home from shopping. My heart sank.
But what is this inside the bucket? A four-color, professionally designed brochure on how to put kitchen scraps into a bucket. And
FOUR coupons for
PURCHASING biodegradable plastic or paper liners for the bucket. They want me to
BUY liners? Whatever became of Reduce, Reuse, Recycle? My temporary gallon can/compost bucket is now on permanent payroll. Just goes to show you not to lose heart over your temp employment situation. You never know when a sudden turn of events will put you on full time.

I'm going to rethink my neighbor's suggestion. My new compost bucket is going with me grocery shopping--as a purse--it's on the list of
Things I get to do today. If you'd like to show your support of the mayor's program, I'll see you at the market with yours.
I can tell that your training in runway modelling is paying off! May you start a fashion trend!
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