Going green... sort of

It seems like everyone is doing it. I hear so much about it that if I don't "go green" I must obviously be a socially irresponsible person. Why do I feel guilty for using dispoable diapers, one of the most convenient invnetions of 20th century? Or ashamed of having all the lights on in my house? Evil for still getting my bills via the mail, even though I pay them online?
I am great at rationalizing my actions. First, I live in an apartment without a washer and dryer. I looked into cloth diapers, but I can't afford the initial small fortune it takes to acquire an adequate supply. I tried using washcloths instead of baby wipes, but Eli got sick of "poopy butt rags" (that I washed in the sink and hung to dry before taking them to launder) decorating our apartment. Next, Washington is extremely depressing this time of year. The constant rain and overcast gray sky easily leads to seasonal affective disorder. To prevent this, almost all my lights are on during the day. And finally, my superfluous paper consumption? If I don't get the bill in the mail, I forget to pay it.
So now you know my atrocities, I have to render my actions I know. However, I have started to separate cans, plastics, and glass out of the garbage and recycle them instead. I walk to the store when the weather is nice rather than drive (although a rare occasion recently). I wish I could say I drove a hybrid, but instead choose a car that gets 39mpg. And that is about it. I'll eventually do better.