Yesterday was Remembrance Day here in Canada and I began my four-day weekend with a moment of silence, remembering those who have fought for us or are currently fighting and meditating on a peaceful resolution.
My day continued with a visit from my friend Taina of Plastic Manners. We decided a while ago to try and make plastic-free food wrap! Sort-of like saran wrap, minus the plastic. This turned out to be more difficult than we’d imagined and we were doubled over laughing a few times when we ended up with melted wax all over our hands and a few other mishaps.
After several failed attempts, we finally succeeded, using a square of cotton fabric, beeswax (shaved off the block with a carrot peeler) and a special iron normally used for applying wax to my snowboard. Woo! The only thing is that while the wraps shape to the bowl they’re placed over, they don’t actually stick to the bowl. We’re going to try adding coconut oil to the wax and see if that helps. I’ll keep experimenting and hopefully will get my hands on a camera soon to show some photos!
After that, we headed to my bathroom to clean the plastics out. I’m going to give them to friends so at least they’re not going to waste and will be used instead of purchasing new plastic bottles. I just really wanted to get rid of them so I could break the habit! This is going to be a tough one. I like makeup, moisturizer, body wash, etc etc etc. I’m sure most girls have a bathroom cupboard that looks just like mine! Here’s a picture of the evidence.
I decided to keep one bottle of organic/natural shampoo; a pack of razor blades (which will likely last me another year); one of each: blush, lipstick, mascara, eye liner, eye shadow; facial scrub (almost empty); tooth brush/paste (until my plastic-free ones arrive in the mail); body hair wax; medications.
We went out for dinner and then to meet another friend to talk plastic-free at a coffee house. You’d think after a day of plastic-free chatter, I would be over the moon, energized, motivated, pumped up and ready to go… right? Wrong. Instead, I arrived home feeling nothing less than incredibly overwhelmed!
What am I doing? Why am I doing this? Who is this going to impact other than me? I’m not an activist. I’ve already said I’m not terribly out-spoken nor well-spoken about this; my first impulse is not to go running to the streets, telling anyone who will listen. (Or, forcing people to listen.) Most of my friends think I’m crazy and the ones who don’t, well, I wonder if they’re humouring me, listening and nodding along to my complaints about plastics and then heading to the nearest coffee shop only to get a disposable cup/lid/straw/stir stick.
I see photos of the North Pacific Gyre, of the Albatross’s cut-open stomach, of birds with their necks stuck in 6-pack rings. I walk the beaches and streets of my own city and they’re littered with bottles and lids and straws and lighters and take-out containers. How the hell am I supposed to change that? How does one person do anything to stop these atrocities? Sure, I recognize that this is a huge problem… but why do I need to take this on as MY problem? Can one person, doing this only for herself, make any difference whatsoever?
What’s the point?