OK. Enough with the bad cold and apartment search. What's really important is that it's Girl Scout cookie time. There's just something about winter and the taste of Thin Mints. Or Samoas. Or Trefoils. Or (insert your favorite GS cookie here). Shell out $3.50 a box and paradise is all yours. Mmmm.
I remember selling them door to door (for 50 cents a box - that's how old I am) in the neighborhood when I was a a Brownie and Girl Scout. And vying with other Scouts in school to see who could sell first to teachers. If I wanted to sell to Daddy's co-workers at TVA, I'd have to don my uniform and get down to his office to make the rounds. He wasn't one to just post the list at the water cooler, as many parents do today.
When Kate was in Scouts, I made her do the same thing - get her uniform on and show up to the office to sell cookies. She always sold more boxes per/person that folks who just posted the sign-up sheet with a no-show Scout. Really, who can resist a sweet faced little Brownie selling cookies? Hm?
As a Scout leader, I always got stuck with left-overs from the cookie sales, so I'd keep them in my office at Turner and let the crew know that they were there, but I expected a note saying what was taken and $2.50 payment. The system worked pretty well, believe it or not. I'd have guys coming to me in June asking if I still had a stray box or two of Samoas or Tagalongs. I coulda sold those for $10 a box, I bet.
I have my own Girl Scout cookie-eating technique: buy a quart of milk, sit down in front of the TV with your Thin Mints or Do-Si-Dos, and eat the whole box. That's right. Just eat the whole box. You're gonna do it anyway, and rationing yourself to 4 cookies a day for a couple of weeks only prolongs the guilt. My way lets you completely sate your craving, indulge in one big guilt-trip, and move on with life until the next Girl Scout cookie orgy. Mmmmmmm.