My recycling used to sort of bug DBF. Well, more like he thought I was a bit nuts about it. He used to get about half way to the trash can with a plastic water bottle (when we used to drink lots of bottled water which is bad for you btw) or the expired milk and I'd ask in that girlfriend tone what he thought he was doing. He would look confused for a second and then he'd give me that boyfriend look that says you're being kinda crazy. I'd wash the milk jug out or toss the water bottle under the sink where we keep everything plastic and he'd just shake his head at me.
The other day though, he washed out a milk jug all on his own and put it under the sink for me and he was so proud of it. It was ridiculously touching to me for some reason. I guess it's just because I know that he's not one of those people who thought about recycling before and it's not something he really cares about. Except for the part where it matters to me and he cares about me, so he recycled because he knows that I care about it. He's such a good man.
When DBF leaves again I'll be living with my parents and they live about 45 minutes from where I work so every morning for about 45 minutes I'll be driving right into the sun. I hate driving into the sun. I'm one of those people that has to wear sunglasses even when it's cloudy out which means that that much sun in my eyes is awful. I feel like I'm going blind. I can't see anything and I get those weird after image spots in my eyes, which I also hate.
Also, I'd like to add this picture that I took this morning when DBF and I went to get breakfast. I would just like to ask: WTF?! This is outside of a brand new library just down the street from our apartment. The only thing that has anything to do with a library is the stack of books in it's hands. It's this realistic looking dinosaur... And then they put books in it's hands and Converse sneakers on it's feet. I'm not really sure what they were trying to convey here...
Anyway, I hope everyone is having a lovely day.
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