creature of habit

I am a definitely a creature of habit. In a bad way. The other day I actually fixed my lunch for the day and planned to bring it into work. So, I walked out of the apartment with my plastic lunch bag and threw it straight down the trash chute. Sad to say, but my brain automatically assumes that plastic bags (regardless of content) ought to be thrown down the trash chute. As long as I don’t start carrying my wallet in a plastic bag, I should be fine.