Blippity blip plastic Easter egg

I’m enjoying my Ridwell subscription, it’s quite satisfying to conquer challenging recycling conundrums. One of Ridwell’s programs involves “Featured” pick-ups: a rotating selection of the really oddball and unusual stuff, like plastic Easter eggs right after Easter. I’m still learning my way around the Ridwell protocols: plastic film baffles me, but batteries and thread, I’m on it. Plastic Easter egg,  no problem. Couldn’t miss a plastic Easter egg if I was blindfolded. Except of course I  misplaced the one, the only, 1/2 of one egg which I could have proudly sent to its metamorphosis as an egg crate (The Circle of Life). GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Found it two days after collection. Counter to ALL advice I give to my clients, I’m going to keep the enraging offender until next year, stashed into the homely sow’s ear nightstand I’m decoupaging into a silk purse coffer for Ridwell riches.