Green is the colour

[muckefuck]

In our orgy of shopping Saturday, we picked up a compost pail for the kitchen. Hitherto we had only a cheap plastic pitcher which monshu had pressed into service. It did keep the flies away, but the lid had an annoying tendency to flop into the composter if I wasn't careful and the frosted finish still left the contents a little too visible for my aesthetic. The main virtue of this model is that it's the cheapest of the bunch at Container Store. $40 for a glorified bucket? Bamboo does not mean that much to me. For the hell of it, we got some biodegradable liners as well; time will tell if the added convenience is worth their hideous price tag.

The pail was nearly full when we left the house yesterday morning, so we were dismayed to find it empty when we got home. Our best guess is that the rule guiding our cleaning woman is, "If there's a bag, throw it out," since up to know she's always ignored the pitcher and cleaned around it. But it's hard to know, since she seems to get bolder in her decision-making all the time. We also found a scent diffuser set up in the pantry. "Oh, that belongs in the bathroom," monshu told me. But when I tried to replace it there, I found that the old diffuser hadn't left; apparently she decided the catbox stink was enough, found our spare, and unboxed it herself.

Composting in our backyard, by the way, has been a roaring success at its primary goal of making nice liberal people feel better about themselves. I used to reproach myself every time another bag of wilted greens or tupperware container of brackish vegetable matter got eighty-sixed. Now I just think to myself, "Oh this'll make terrific compost!"

Comments

Quickness of the eye deceives the mind.

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We use biodegradable liners all the time... they degrade a little too quickly for my taste. Sooner than you think you'll have less convenience - cleaning up the mess left by leaking bags of organic waste is no fun.