It's been a gradual process to get my husband to recycle, though. He used to throw everything out. In fact, I think when we lived in our apartment (that didn't have recycling) we threw out a bag a day (OMG). Now, we're down to two bags of trash a week.
It started with the obvious, a gallon milk jug doesn't need to go in the trash. Neither does the Sunday paper.
And he's gotten better. BUT, he'll polish off a box of Cheezit's or Count Chocula and put the box in the recycling and will leave the plastic bag inside.
Oh well. You win some. You lose some.
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