So, last night the only dream I recall involved Helen and Indigo Bunting. I was in an unfamiliar place — it was dimly-lit, but warm and comfortable. There were other people in the room, but they were all shadows. Helen sat on a sofa next to me and we were discussing our carbon footprints. I was telling Helen that I thought her carbon footprint was much smaller than mine — that Indigo Bunting said so. Something about kids being environmentally unsound.
As I sit in my living room this morning and look at the mess my teen aged daughter has made of the room — papers strewn over every horizontal surface, tubes of paint littering the coffee table, broken Christmas ornaments she promised to donate to the art room, dirty socks and hair ribbons scattered around — from studying for exams half the night, I think IB had a point.
Oh, Helen — your hair was georgous in the dream.
Coming in late in the game, but I noticed that today is Blog Action Day. I heard about it a week or so ago, and thought I’d add my voice to the cause when the day came, but didn’t know the exact day so I promptly forgot about it. Noticed that today was the day on a headline of an RSS I subscribe to.
I most certainly am no expert in the field. I used to be more concerned (even obsessed) about the environment:
- I was a vegetarian for several years (with a few meat eating breaks here and there).
- We recycled before curbside recycling came to our home in Alexandria Virginia.
- We attended rallies for Earth Day etc.
- I took an environmental awareness course for recertification credit in the late 1980’s.
- When both children were infants we used cloth diapers instead of disposable.
Then something happened. I began to not care so much. I was caught up in motherhood and, while we continued recycling, the rest of the environmental issues took second place to our family comfort. I don’t keep the winter temperature below 70°. I blame it on my Raynaud’s. However we rarely use our air conditioner. It has to be sweltering before we turn it on (90° or more with humidity). So I figure we even it all out.
As for global warming, I admit that I didn’t believe in it until recently when something profound happened. Of course I don’t remember what it was – but something happened that I saw and made me believe that we were really experiencing global warming. Please note: I’ve not seen the whole of Al Gore’s film for another reason I cannot recall.
I’d like to say that I’m working from home in order to save the environment from yet another single passenger car from being on the road, but I’m actually working from home because I like to work in my jammies.
My kids accuse me of what I accused my parents – we’ve let them down and ruined the Earth for them. As a teen I thought big – globally. As a young adult I did the same. As a parent and middle-aged adult I think more locally. Perhaps as an elder I will think globally again.
This wasn’t so much of a post on the environment as a post on my response to it. So be it. My next car will be a hybrid though.