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It's Not Easy Being Green

I don't have my own grocery bags.  My car is not eco-friendly, but paid for.  The cost of a hybrid just doesn't make financial sense.  It is trendy to be green, but I feel like it should be more trendy to be financial smart.  I'm on my soapbox,  give me a minute to get off.     

Okay, back to green.  I did buy a paperless bible for my ipod touch.  My church is now going green by emailing the weekly bulletin and I signed up.  I can finally see the end of paper that they swore would happen with the invention of the home computer.  Paper is my green issue. Paper isn't all that bad is it?  

I do question the amount of paper a kindergarten class uses daily.  I have quite a pile accumulating in the corner of the office.  I saw a segment on PBS the other week about a local school that "went green".  Very good ideas.  They used so much less energy than the other schools in the district the superintendent took notice.  The teacher that started the school on the green journey has ALL homework emailed. How green is that!  Zero paper.  

So, why I am writing this.  As a traditional scrapbooker going through all her PAPER.   I find it very, very, very hard to be green.  I have way more 12 x 12 paper than I will use in all my current albums.  I have a forest of paper,  a very large forest.   I am trying to be eco-friendly and I am obviously conscience of how NON eco-friendly my hobby is at the moment.  I love paper! It isn't easy being green, Kermit was right.  


Comments

The Fo'Zaglia's said…
Everything in moderation. It's all a wash in the end. I use purchased grocery bags and we recycle here (which I love) but that is as far as I go for now:) What's scrappin' w/o good paper?
Stacie said…
Yeah, I have those "green" grocery bags & seriously, EVERY time I go to the grocery I forget them. I'm doing my part right along with ya! ;)

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