Come Back, Girl Scouts!

After our initial visit from the Girl Scouts, we’ve been anxiously waiting for our cookies to arrive. Husband and I made sure we set aside $7 in cash, specifically for our Girl Scout cookies. We rarely have cash on hand, and we want to be prepared for our delicious cookies! The $7 happens to be sitting on our bathroom counter. (Why we chose that location, I’m not sure.) I see the money at least twice a day: once in the morning when I’m getting ready for the day and once in the evening before bed. The problem is that I’m having a reaction like Pavlov's dogs each time I see the money. I immediately start salivating for Thin Mints. What’s worse is that we haven’t heard anything from the Girl Scout that sold us the cookies. I know that the cookies have arrived in the area, but I’m not sure why we haven’t gotten ours yet. I’m hoping that they’re just busy, and we’ll get them soon. Yesterday we saw a group of Girl Scouts selling cookies outside of the grocery store. I asked Husband if he had any cash on hand, so we could buy a box or two. He had nothing. Because the cash is sitting on our bathroom counter. I’m sure there’s some irony there, but I’m too busy trying to find another group of Girl Scouts…and some cash.