Once upon a time I used to toss all my thumbed-through magazines and newspapers into the recycle box, and feel proud of myself for being so “green.”
I still do that on occasion, but now I try to remember to ask myself, “Would someone else enjoy reading my copy of Procrastinator’s Weekly?” And then I immediately vow to pass it on to someone else … tomorrow.
Today, that tomorrow turned into … well, today, so I gathered up some recent magazines and dropped them off for a friend.
This friend is pretty good at doing her own good deeds, however, and she turned the tables on me (you may have noticed this has turned into a recurring theme of sorts). She mentioned that she also has some back issues that she’ll be dropping off for me! I’ll have to branch out and find new sources, I guess.
I did notice that my public library has a book sale table that sells second-hand books and magazines at bargain prices. I asked the librarian if they come from public donations. She said, “Yes, as long as they’re not, you know, from 1965.”
I didn’t have the heart to tell her that those are exactly the donations they should be accepting — they could end up with a few collector’s editions and the library could sell them on eBay for big donation bucks.
And, if not, there’s always the recycle bin….