Since New York banned plastic bags, I’ve had to BUY small bags for the bathroom trash cans. I never used to buy plastic bags, rather I’d recycle the ones from the grocery store. Isn’t that what being a good ecowarrior is all about? Recycling? Guess the geniuses who banned plastic bags didn’t think things through because these small bags are often out of stock at the supermarket.
ANYWAY, I bought these a few months ago and stashed them under the bathroom sink for future use.
The problem is, I bought SCENTED ones by mistake. The Fabreeze scent on these is so strong I had to move the boxes out of the bathroom into a hallway closet. I literally couldn’t stand the smell.
Somehow the two boxes ended up here at the apartment where the scent nearly overwhelms all 700sf! My nose knows!!
I’m hauling the trash down the hallway to the Refuse Room in a few minutes and taking these boxes with me, leaving a post-it note on them, UNOPENED, UNUSED, FREE FOR THE TAKING.
I’ll check back later today to see if someone wanted them. Let’s just hope it’s an apartment far away from ours.
Speaking of apartment life, a couple near me who’d been whooping it up last night came thundering down the corridor at 2:15 this morning. Laughing and taking loudly, surely drunk, needless to say they woke me up. And I’m here for a year??? I haven’t made it through two weeks and I’m dying in the vine. Give me back my greeeeeeeen acres!