I am here to discuss something. My own, and it has been inherited from my family, resourcefulness. I guess is one way to say it. For example, as a child in elementary school, for whatever reason, I always brought my lunch. I maybe bought lunch...10 total times. And I doubt it was that many. I guess I was just used to it, it was probably cheaper etc. So, I used to have packed for me similar things and what not, usually in a plastic bag or two. Never did I throw away these plastic bags. I re-used them until the seams broke and they were no longer bags. Then I got a new one. The seam breaking happened frequently with my snack bag that always contained pretzels and eventually contained large amounts of pretzels because everyone knew me to have pretzels and people would ask for a couple. Just that little thing has turned into a habit. I feel weird throwing away a plastic bag that had say, a sandwich in it. Seems wasteful to me. Oh and all the twist ties we have saved. We never throw away twist ties. Actually, my Dad might throw as many as possible away now just because he is so used to there being too many. (He is the same way with hair ties. We used to have this constant influx of hair ties and so I guess he got into the habit of throwing them away so that now, when there is not a constant flow of them, he still throws them away and we have to remind him to not do that.) This next practice, my household is not alone in I believe. Rather than, when my ankle or arm or leg hurts, simply taking a tylenol or ibuprofen, I wrap it. Always have. Only when I was little and liked the taste of children's tylenol and would say that my stomach hurt to get one have I ever taken tylenol a lot. Now, wrap it. I usually get aches at night anyway so I just wrap it and go to bed. I don't feel the need to pop pills. I mean, there are people out there that take like, 5 ibuprofen because they 'don't work' anymore. That is ridiculous. I had my wisdom teeth out and I tried the painkillers they gave me which just ended up making me feel like vomitting with every move I made. I instead took two, TWO ibuprofen, and that sufficed. People probably don't even have real pain to kill and just pop ibuprofen by the handful for say, emotional problems or stress and that is why they 'aren't working'. But I digress.
Just lots of little things make up who I am and the habits I have made. I just got to thinking on that randomly. There are definitely more but maybe I will come back to that another time.
