I’ve placed my order and they are arriving on Tuesday—2000 earthworms for my balcony composter. I’ve had this project as an incompletion for about 8 years. My friend Dominique was getting rid of clutter and asked me if I wanted her Rubbermaid bins that are retrofitted with holes and stoppers to make them into a compost system. Of course, I said “yes”. Other people’s clutter should come and live at my apartment. (It may interest you to know that I borrow books from the library about how to de-clutter and have seriously thought about starting a 12-Step group for packrats.)
The bins have been in the basement of my building for all this time and i’ve been “thinking about doing something about them” but completely immobilised at the thought of bringing them upstairs and inviting some worms to co-operate in munching up my carrot peelings.
What’s the best way to get into action with a hopeless project? Hire someone to come over and do it for you. Last week, I hired a handy young woman to look into all things compost and get that project working. She found out that you need 2,000 worms to make a bin into a thriving turf producer. Who knew? I live in a city (Vancouver, B.C.) that is very garden, recycling, environmental friendly so we called an organization called S. P. E. C. (Society Promoting Environmental Conservation) and they knew where we could find that many wrigglers. For a $30 credit card fee, I am now the expectant parent of a box of worms that will be arriving on Tuesday. The bed is all prepared for them. Ripped up newspaper fills 2/3 of the bin and will be soaked with water. I’m even kind of nervous. They are living things and I will be responsible for them.
My son-in-law told me this morning that they will multiply fast and I’ll have 10,000 by Christmas. Now, worm cultivation sounds like a great new business enterprise for me if I can just hire someone to come over and count them out.