Knit a Sweater
Run a Triathlon
Write My Novel
Learn Chinese
Get in Shape
Volunteer at a Food Pantry
Visit the Seven Wonders
All that stuff.
And probably more.
Oh, and no. That list is probably not what you think it is. The list above is not a “Bucket List” (thank you, Hollywood, for that little addition to our vernacular) of things I hope to do before I die.
No.
It is, in fact, a list of things I could have done with all the time I’ve spent cutting up these freakin’ things for 30 some-odd years.
Because I am completely obsessed with ensuring there is not. one. single. place where that the tiniest of sea creatures might get caught when I throw it away.
And then when I went to get a picture of these silly “plastic soda rings” (that’s how I looked it up), I learned something. They biodegrade. Within 90 days. So, it’s highly unlikely that all my compulsive slicing and dicing has been worth a damn. ‘Cause trash spends a good chunk of time lying around dumps before it gets anywhere near our precious oceans.
Whatever.
I’m still cutting them up.
You’re welcome, Flipper.
Confessions of a Serial Swooper 