Above is a picture of the upright freezer in our sun room bearing an overwhelming load of empty cardboard pizza boxes.
You may not think this is a very large load of boxes, I was afraid, VERY afraid to pan left to show the stack of former trees snoozing on the daybed.
DAYBED!? We gotta DAYBED?
This is our upright freezer in the sun room after I unloaded this and a couple more loads of miscellaneous cardboard at the local recycling station, right off highway 42.
I pasted the Obama sticker on the front of the freezer, we will hope it does not become a symbol of the economy etc. etc.
There is even a nice gentleman there who helps you unload and makes sure the stuff gets properly sorted, no newspapers and no black plastic trash bags. Okay then.
Unfortunately we seem to have an endless supply of pizza boxes and miscellaneous cardboard boxes. I shall be making trips to the recycling bins for an indefinite period on Saturdays.
...and NO I do not want to burn them in the fireplace because the fireplace needs a liner.
Also got gasoline today at the Shell station at $2.16 per gallon.
6 comments:
Purging of just about anything, is good. Yeah!
Interesting that there isnt some industrious young umeployed person that picks up recycables. I found a young man here who picked up scrap metal. I had piles and piles of junk taken away. woo and hoo
We are being eco-friendly and bought a heavy duty shredder and with the lighter weight cardboard, we put into our mulch.
EJ
Oooh heavy DUTY shredder...sigh...
Well since the cardboard would NOT make it to the compost pile, I will have to settle for a regular shredder for regular confidential mail.. my next project. Retro
I do not indulge in pizza, the boxes have simply bred in the dark and there you have it, if only paper money did that, huh?
out this way the thing that breeds and grows and pulsates and divides is those damned plastic carrybags from the grocery store. every time i take a drive with the window rolled down one of the things comes leaping up out of the back seat like a hidden psycho and freaks the crap outta me. then goes sailing around the inside of the car like a trapped gull. its fun, going down i-5 with a couple of grocery bags chasing each other around the inside of your car. not as fun as being attacked by turkeys but we can't all be ballerinas either.
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