Last week I shared with you the small water bottle that my grandson brought into my house and asked me what I could do with it because we shouldn’t throw things away.
I had no idea what I was going to do with it. That day I filled it with birdseed for him to feed the birds from. That made him happy, but I knew he wanted something else. I had a plan, and it would have gone like this.
My plan was to make a robot from the bottle. A box would be the body, the bottle would make the head and so on. He didn’t like that idea as he wanted something else.
So I did what I usually do. I start small. First thing I didn’t want it to look like a clear plastic bottle. I pulled out a can of enamel paint someone gave me (can’t remember who right now) and painted the bottle.
It sat over night while I let that image sink in.
I still believed a robot was the best idea I could come up with because he loves robots almost as much as Hulk or Spiderman. I considered some of the empty toilet paper rolls for legs, but knew he would want arms that moved, and I had no idea what that would be.
Today, I picked up a pen to write myself a note. It was a cheap pen that only worked part of the time. I was frustrated and decided to see if I had any more of these cheap pens. I found a couple and an idea was formed.
The pens would work great for legs and be sturdier than toilet rolls.
My idea of the bottle being the head was replaced with the idea it would become the body instead when I noticed my stack of egg cartons waiting to plant seeds to start for the garden. I then remembered a stray furniture bolt I had set aside as well.
I knew now how this would look, except the arms. They had to be moveable.
I needed to think. So I went into the hall to check the mail. I found a stack of Red Plum fliers and large orange envelopes on the floor. It bugs me to see this mess, which meant I had to pick them up. When I did I realized this was more junk mail, ones that contained keys from a car dealer.
Now I had a plan and with a pony tail holder, a scrap of used elastic I had my robot.
The picture is a little crooked, sorry but I was trying to get the entire robot photographed. The very top of the head is a furniture bolt. The head is 2 sections of the egg carton attached by a screw through the bottom of the cap and glued into the egg carton, the pens needed something for feet and the first thing I found were these washers. The pony tail holder is around the bottle with the elastic tied on to it to suspend the key “hands” from.
After finishing the robot, I went to check my email and found the weekly challenge from Reduce Footprints. This weeks challenge was as follows:
This week before tossing anything out, consider alternate uses. For example, could the item be composted or used for another purpose? Could the item be given away and used by someone else? And here’s a “biggie”: could we avoid the item in the first place thereby eliminating the need to toss it out? The idea is to think before tossing anything and end up with less trash at the end of the week.
I had to laugh because I had created this entire toy out of a plastic bottle my grandson found with leftover items in my home. Pens that didn’t work right. Extra washers from some project that were sitting in my tool box, the egg carton, a screw again from something, the furniture bolt again was taken off something else, cheap and fake keys that I have yet to be able to stop being delivered (junk mail), and finally a stretched out pony tail holder and some worn elastic. Nothing was new, and on their own each could have been tossed or recycled and it wouldn’t have taken up much space in a garbage bag.
Could the entire project have been avoided, sure if someone had used a reusable bottle for their water, baring that, something else would have been used for the arms, but having a small box under my sink to hold these bits and pieces allows me to make up strange things the kids love.
Oh and the rest of those keys… I pulled them all out of the envelopes before tossing the recyclables and for now will be in the toy box until I, or most likely the kids, think of something better for them.
So while I was going to share this with you another day, it felt right to do it today.