You all know the simple yet profound statement: "Be the change you want to see in the world." (Side note: Can something be both simple and profound?). It's something I try to live by. I'm not always successful. No, I'm rarely successful.
I could have more patience with my kids on hard days.
I could cut my husband a little more slack.
I could grow more of my own food and make more food from scratch.
I could buy more used and buy less in general.
Coulda, woulda, shoulda.
Since we've owned this house, I've been relatively proud of not using any synthetic fertilizer or herbicides (or pesticides, for that matter) on the yard. Nate uses Round Up from time to time. We certainly don't have the nicest yard on the block. The front yard is in some desperate need of upgrades, but funds and other projects inhibit that goal. So, I try to keep it mowed and weed-free the hard-work way - with a push mower and by pulling weeds.
For four years, I've been able to stave off a weed infestation. So, this year, when a weed infestation seems imminent, I've been quite conflicted with the thoughts of: "Spray the damn weeds! Spray them all!" I have a sore back, sore shoulders and a massive sore on my thumb from weeding and I'm not even half done!
WWGD? (What would Gandhi do?)