The pukes came and hung out at our house earlier this week. They’ve since moved on.
There were moments I thought the virus might have bested us, like Monday night when my husband was the last man standing and the little Monkey didn’t know how to give any notice that the pukes were overtaking him again.
But we prevailed. We prevailed.
Two things I learned:
1. Minimalism in the area of towel acquisition is nice and perfectly lovely almost every day of the year. Look! Only what I need, and nothing more! One towel for everyone, and two for our guests. How simple and easy.
Except the day when everyone is sick. Lots of throwing up. Lots of messes. Lots of baths. Not a lot of spare towels.
Which brings me to number 2.
2. Neighbors who are willing to lend you their towels, knowing that these towels are lent purely because puke is involved, are awesome neighbors.
We have awesome neighbors.
Pukes, you gave it your best shot, but we bested you.