One of my (many) quirks is I am a bit germaphobic. Not really a germaphobe, I just refuse to touch the stair railing (or anything else) in a public place. Once I took swabs and cultured them in petri dishes to confirm my fears. With this mind set, I took yesterday off work to stay home and verify I fixed the lice problem in our house. I haven't seen a louse since the weekend so I think I am okay.
Everything in our house that couldn't be sanitized or thrown away was set outside. Two weeks in a harsh Michigan winter will show those lice I'm not fooling around. Other things that have happened this week is the garage door broke, the laptop died for a third and probably final time, my truck seems to have developed a rod knock, and I haven't really been riding. As I was throwing out close to 500 hair ties, bows, and bands, I considered Job, and how I got to this point in my life, and if we really needed 500 hair ties, bows, and bands.