I thought I had No Impact week under control. I had done all the prep and set reasonable goals. But my life is not adapted for the No Impact lifestyle.
Unfortunately, I became rather sick this weekend. As I popped individually wrapped cough drops and Tylenol, and blew my nose approximately 10 times per hour, I disgusted myself. Not only with my body, but moreover with the amount of trash accumulated in respect to my cold. I didn’t intend to get sick! I would not normally make this much trash. But life happens, and we get sick. Yet No Impact Week must go on.
This morning, despite all my home remedies, I awoke with the same cold symptoms. Instead of using a tissue, I used a bandana. Actually two bandanas; which I will wash by hand tonight. I refrained from the individual Tylenol and opted for ibuprofen, in which the bottle can be recycled. I avoided the individual cough drops by using teaspoons of honey. Until I experienced an unreal coughing fit on the fourth floor of the library, consequently receiving hostile eyeball looks from fellow students. I blame peer pressure.
My other downfall… a long warm shower. It was good for my sinuses, not my conscience.
Perhaps, to “make up for it,” I will brave a cold shower tomorrow.