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Living With Plastic.
And what my wife intends to do about it.
“Sometimes life gives us lessons sent in ridiculous packaging.” Dar Williams
Why is everything shrink-wrapped these days, whether it’s our food, our sundries, or something as insignificant as a nail file? My wife bought a nailfile the other day. We spent a good fifteen minutes trying to get it out of the packaging. I’m sure the doctor had an easier time removing Winona’s appendix.
When Winona comes home with groceries, we set aside all the shrink-wrapped items. Some will be opened, others I’ll simply throw outside. Eventually, Winona guides me to a chair, seeing as the yard is full of groceries, and she needs me to stop hyperventilating.
It’s usually solved in half the time it takes me to get the shrink wrap off a mouthwash bottle.
“We’ll do the rest tomorrow,” she’ll say, leaving me to watch some British mystery series. It’s usually solved in half the time it takes me to get the shrink wrap off a mouthwash bottle.
I don’t even bother unwrapping a new toothbrush. I just use it as is. Same with the gum stimulators. I find the packaging is just as effective — possibly more so — and technically I’ve paid for both.
