We now have a rubber band ball that is larger than a softball. Edgar started it, and I've kept it going. It's wonderful to have an automatic destination for the many rubber bands that arrive around the mail packets that our friendly mail carrier delivers. And there's a quick place to turn when a rubber band is needed.
We usher at church every 9 weeks and encounter rubber-banded stacks of service bulletins each time we are on call. Nine weeks ago, I started a rubber band ball with the discarded rubber bands that had accumulated in the drawer of the entry table. Yesterday, when we were on duty again, I was pleased to find that my golf ball sized rubber band ball had not been discarded. However its size had not increased, and from the dozen or so strays to be added, it was apparent that many rubber bands had been discarded.
It will be fun to see if this simple little green experiment is any bouncier eight weeks from now.
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