It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye

Maybe it’s the fact I grew up in a home where we reused everything, even ziploc bags; where the term one-time use was merely a suggestion. Maybe I’m a planeteer and want to reduce the amount of waste I create. Or maybe I’m just cheap. Whatever the reason, I hate throwing things away. You might say, “There’s nothing wrong with that.” Well…behold!

5-year-old grill brush

This is what I use to CLEAN my grill. For you enthusiasts of “Chinese” food–you know, the Chinese “restaurants” that serve steak & cheese–and woks, you might say, “Man! That’s perfect! That brush not only cleans but it also adds flavor!” But there comes a time when the bristles are so worn down that you’re brushing with wood you have to say goodbye.

Dear Grill Brush,

I know what you may be thinking…we’ve been together for 5 years and I’m breaking up with you on my blog…yes, I am a coward.

And yes, the rumors you may have heard are true: I’ve met someone else.

Side by Side

She looks a lot like you but she’s younger and cleans up nicely. I know the cliche is, “It’s not you…it’s me.” But in this case, it’s definitely you. Look at you…you’re not what you used to be. Look how worn down you look:

Worn down

I know…it’s my fault for not taking better care of you. But it is what it is.

And yeah, what other people were saying about you did get to me. “Good God man! Get rid of that thing!”, “HOW CHEAP ARE YOU?! A new brush costs $6! Get a new one!”, “You’re not going to serve me something that was cooked on a grill cleaned with THAT are you?”

And it’s true…you look terrible…it’s a fact that neither of us can deny.

And look at the new chick: her back posture is so much better than yours. Granted, you always had bad posture, and we’ll see if the straighter back is more beneficial, but so far, it looks like it’ll be really good.

Listen, I’ve really enjoyed our time together. It was a great run. But I really can’t seeing this going any further than it has. I hope you get recycled into something awesome some day…but if you end up in a dump, I hope you end up next to a fine piece of discarded meat and decompose in peace.

xoxo,
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