What’s that sound coming from my garage? Ah yes, it’s the familiar ‘low battery’ beep of my old cell phone, which SOMEHOW got swept up in the ’27 Things’ effort yesterday and now sits at the bottom of a very large trash bin, in a plastic bag with 26 other unloved items.
Wasn’t I going to donate that thing somewhere?
Well, I absolutely do NOT go through trash. It’s a policy…
Okay, hand me some gloves and my Hazmat suit
. I can’t bear to hear a cell phone crying to be fed. I’m going in!
Today is as good a day as any to break with a policy.