One thing I do
I take an orange out of the fruit bowl. It isn't in perfect condition. I ate a similar one the night before and didn't enjoy it. So I put it down next to the fruit bowl and take another fresher orange instead.
Then I leave the slightly less than perfect orange by the fruit bowl. And leave it and leave it. Until it's so dry and wrinkly I can justify putting it in recycling.
One thing I don't do
Scream. Or even shout. It's just not something I do. I was aware of it last night when trying to make myself heard over the various conversations going on in Zac's - and, yes, I know, I should be projecting not shouting but I can't do that either.
And I realise that I never shout. I call George but that's not the same, and neither is it that loud. When I think I'm speaking loudly others don't hear me so perhaps I'm on Mute.
Shouting must be very liberating and one day, when I'm alone in the woods, I might just give it a try. If I can.