Thursday, January 15th, 2009
Count Your TP
It makes a difference.
Nothing like good old-fashioned, self-inflicted, Catholic guilt to keep a guy honest when he’s doing his business.
That’s right, I started counting the squares of toilet paper I’d use each day. Got a problem with that?
I posted a piece of scrap paper right there next to the toilet, kept a pencil on hand, and tallied those suckers up before I even got off the pot. Kept me busy.
I did it with the full intention of making it an open-ended project (no horrifying pun intended), but ended up stopping after two weeks. The cool thing is, the record-keeping may be over, but the always positive enviro-guilt continues! I may not be keeping exact tabs on my wiping habits anymore, but I still pay attention to how much I’m ripping off with each swipe at the roll.
Ahhhh, yes… I can hear the forests sigh with pleasure every time I approach that glorious porcelain throne in the rear end of the house. That is the forests sighing, right?
