When we came back to Tonga, I had a great idea. I decided to pack light. No hauling 6 huge suitcases with 4 kids, who each had their blankets and backpacks. I still had nightmares of going thru security with all of the afore mentioned things.
So this time, I was going to attempt, yet again, to be the Proverbs 31 woman that I've heard mentioned just a few times in my life. I would pack only what we needed. Nothing unnecessary.
As I had everything laying on the floor of my sister's basement, with one of the 9 kids running thru it, I decided I didn't care anymore. Whatever went in, is what we took. I do recall a bag of bath towels by the suitcases...but for some reason, I decided we didn't need them. Because we only shower twice a day in Tonga. We only constantly use towels in Tonga.
When we got here, I got to unpack my 3 suitcases, and found only 1 beach towel. Hmmm. There's six of us. It wasn't going to work. I went to town to look for some bath towels. The price on a towel was astronomical. I once again decided, yeah, we can do it with one towel. I'll be washing it a lot, but that's ok. All the germs are in the family.
The miracle happened when we were cleaning Elizabeth's room. The house we rented came furnished. So we had to clean. Really clean. As we were moving Elizabeth's bed to sweep up all the termite damage, we saw that there were little drawers on the side of the bed. David opened them up, because I was afraid something would come jumping out. There were three drawers, and the last one he opened, yes, you guessed...had a huge, white, fluffy towel in it! It was covered in dust and other things, that I won't mention, but I got it into the washing machine right away and washed it as good as new. God takes care of us!
We have two towels now! But only for another month, until our crate gets here. Unless....that bag I recall seeing, had all of them in it. In that case, whoops.
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