It's coming.

All right, y'all. I am going to lay down some Second Year Wisdom, so gather round and listen closely:

We have entered Plague Season.

 

i swear this is not an exaggeration.
from infiniteunknown.net

 

 My boss at summer camp used to call this the Creeping Crud. While the Creeping Crud has been reduced to myth since the installation of Hard Core Alcohol Based Hand Sanitizer, it used to be a staple of summer life for staff. By Week Three, our fourteen hour days started to wear us down en masse, and someone would get sick. Because counselors love their jobs, they would keep working anyway. While contagious. And someone else would get sick. Pretty soon we're all wiped out, sniffling and exhausted.

 

and stuck in this cabin pre-renovation so as to not spread diseases to children. it was less idyllic then. more filled with mice.
from lclcenter.org

 

We're into the fall now, and while we've completed the honeymoon phase of LVC in which we all run around doing everything at once and firmly believe that things have the potential to go perfectly (ha. ha ha. hahahahaha.) we're still tempted to over commit ourselves just as the weather is changing.

 

THIS IS A BAD PLAN.

 

Now is the time for Emergen-C, Vitamin C tablets, oranges, clemetines, throat lozenges, hot tea with lemon, and going to bed by 11pm at the very latest! Now is the time for thinking, "Maybe this is the day I will finally cave and wear sweaters in deference to the Arctic Chill that's sneaking in from the north!" Now is the time for washing your hands incessantly and saying, "I know it seems like a good idea to work eight hours, go to choir practice, lead a community organizing event and then stay up late practicing for the debut of rising stars With Or Without Dan, but perhaps I will chill the f*** out and rest instead!"

 

You laugh, but you're living with another three people. If one of us gets sick, we're all going down, and for the rest of the winter someone will be at least a little bit ill until May. I will not be going down without a fight, BSers. It is not my way.

 

Here is my solemn pledge: to keep the house stocked with vitamin C, to wash until my hands dry out, to wear a surgical mask if need be, to do whatever it takes to not be sick.

 

not gonna lie, a little surprised that DKNY carries these.
from scrapetv.com

Now excuse me, I need to go quarantine Jamie before her contagion spreads.