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No, I’m not talking about coffee here.  I don’t need drugs to get me through the day. I’ve got a natural high (or I just tough it out).  I’m talking about buckypaste, or better known as toothpaste.

This is a photo of my and Mr Beaverelli’s toothpaste.  Our vanity consists of 2 sinks, so each side is stocked with our own personals.  I’ll give you one guess on which tube belongs to whom.

You guessed it, the neat one on the left is the Mister’s.  Not what you expected?!  Yeah, I wouldn’t have guessed it either.

It is now time for me to take a tip from him on the waste front…not to mention the tidy front.  I think it’s pretty self explanatory: grab a bobby pin (that is probably already laying at the bottom of a drawer in the bathroom somewhere) and nicely roll up your tube, moving it down as you go.

This is a good representation of just how lazy I am.  It really doesn’t take that much effort to make sure the tip is cleaned off.  In fact, I probably ultimately work harder because I have to twist and turn the tube to get the paste out.

I will try to be more non-wasting next time.

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