I was wrong. I now use Reusable Grocery Bags


One of the first posts I wrote for Zero Waste Mommy was “No Reusable Grocery Bags in this Station Wagon.”  I wanted readers to understand that I wasn’t perfect and that this was a dynamic experience.  And true to that message, I’m still a long way from Zero Waste and things have changed quite a bit.
When I wrote the original post I had just begun my Zero Waste journey.  I hadn’t yet watched those videos of the great garbage patches in our oceans.  I wasn’t part of a larger Zero Waste community.  And I had an inexhaustible supply of steamy diapers to deal with.
But now, my kids are older (less diaper waste, more public school waste), I’ve gotten a job, left a job, started grad school and with these changes and two years of blogging about Zero Waste, comes experience and knowledge.
I still use plastic bags that come my way to line my garbage bags, but somewhere along the way I stopped asking for bags at the grocery store and began to bring my own.
My goal now is zero store bag usage and yet, somehow, plastic bags still find their way into my life.   A good friend, who has no intention of bringing reusable bags to the store, saves her plastic and paper bags for me.  Sometimes they come via the mail, wrapped around a book or a present for my girls.  A visit to a friend’s house almost always yields some excess backyard fruit, hand-me-down clothes for the littles or some leftovers from our dinner – all delivered in a plastic bag.
And I graciously take them all.  
Who better to end up with plastic bags than Zero Waste Mommy?*  The best part is when someone is about to give me a plastic bag and says, with a guilty look on their face, “I know Zero Waste Mommy wouldn’t approve but….” and I usually reply with a “Don’t worry!  I’ll use it somehow.”
And I do.  Probably with some of the aforementioned techniques.  But the important thing is that I’ve grown enough to stop my own influx.
My station wagon is different now and I’ve even changed neighborhoods since starting Zero Waste Mommy and yet, while walking to the, yes, grocery store, I came across this:

Even in an immaculate and wealthy HOA-policed suburb, we have a reminder of the ugliness of plastic.  And this station wagon is now well-armed.

*I know how to recycle them too.  More on that in another post.

March 15, 2016

About Me

About Me

I’ve been passionate about combatting blind consumerism since 2008 and joined the Zero Waste movement by starting this blog in 2013, soon after my second child was born. I think it might have been trying to unwrap a toy or someone’s attempt to sell me a butt-wipe warmer that put me over the edge… read more



  1. Inge

    Bringing your own bag turns into a normal thing once you've done it for a little while. It's not a hassle anymore, it's just the way it is. Glad you jumped on that wagon 😉

  2. zerowastemommy

    Hee, hee. "Wagon…" I don't remember when the switch came, it wasn't long after I started, but eventually yes, it just became part of the routine like remembering your keys or both of my children. When I saw that bag in the tree it reminded me that this post needed an update.

    Thanks for the comment!


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