I sit in my cube today and I feel that I am in a hell of my own making.
My allergy medicine is now out of my life, but unfortunately it is not going down without fight. I am like a child with the chicken pox, only there are no pox. As I predicted, I am experiencing withdrawal symptoms courtesy of my dependency on Zyrtec. Like that of a drug addict, my skin is absolutely crawling.
Good times, good times.
This feeling is supposed to go away in two weeks and I can’t wait. I’m also excited by the prospect of no longer taxing my kidneys with chemicals and reducing my impact on the environment.
On a related note, here is how I plan to reduce my environmental impact in April:
*Reduce my meat intake to once or twice a week (I try to stick to locally raised and organic whenever possible).
*Make my own cleaning products using non-toxic materials
*Tune up my bike and start riding to work every day.
*Eradicate paper towels and Kleenex from my apartment. Cotton hand towels and handkerchiefs will replace them.