We mentioned last week that a friend would be staying with us for three weeks. You overwhelmingly agreed that we should stop letting the yellow mellow, but basically enforce all other green household habits.
Well, we're happy to report that everything is going almost perfectly.
She takes the SHORTEST showers we've ever witnessed -- putting us to shame. Seriously, like 3, maybe 4 minutes.
But, then there's the paper towels.
"Do you not have paper towels?" she asked rather incredulously while sitting at the kitchen table on her first morning in our apartment. We shrugged. She admitted to her own dependency and then, inspired, announced her desire to give them up cold turkey.
We were optimistic, then we got this email yesterday:
"I have to say that the perfect sandwich transport method needs PAPER TOWELS. i might have to buy my own - i cant LIVE WITHOUT THEM."
She was being intentionally dramatic, still we bought a roll of Seventh Generation 100% Recycled Paper Towels for her. We pride ourselves on being good hostesses, after all. It's a compromise we're willing to make -- and we can easily return to our paper towel-less lives in a couple weeks.