Miles run yesterday: 4.5
Full-time job accepted on Monday: 1 (yay! more on that later…)
Cadbury’s Mini-Egg bags bought today: 2
My mom has always had a morbid fascination with natural disasters and disease epidemics.
She is not mean, just scientific-minded.
My mom likes to mention on almost every birthday involving cake and candles how strange it is that we light things on fire and take pictures of people blowing the candles out. She is convinced that either a.) aliens or b.) people living 500 years in the future will think we are a very strange “civilization.” I use that term loosely.
My husband, on the other hand, refuses to watch anything on TV involving natural disasters or disease states. He is also scientific.
If volcanic ash from an improbable volcano all of a sudden covers my little area of the world, and scientists far in the future uncover my family’s bodies and our detritus, here is what they will find:
1.) In the garage: man bones. Inside the jeans pocket: a tiny piece of notebook paper with the numbers: 0245749283-50-4734829348-22-218928430239. When the numbers are compared against any other sequence of numbers that has ever existed in the world, there is no match found.
Also found on man’s person: screws of varying sizes, a Werther’s wrapper, Kleenex.
Man bent over large, loud, vibrating power tools that scientists say contributed to the volcano’s eruption.
2.) In the laundry room: woman bones. The scientists struggle to understand why a family of four would require so many unmatched pairs of socks.
Inside grown woman’s purse: 17 different grocery lists with similar items, indicating a diet rich in calcium: skim milk, 2% milk, orange juice, cheese, eggs, yogurt, Lysol, asparagus.
Also found: 3 lipsticks of exactly the same shade but different brands, hand sanitizer, a wallet with not much more than insurance cards insuring against everything except volcanoes.
Woman found near multiple cleaning products, yet house shows no signs of being clean.
3.) On couch: boy bones, body curled around laptop. Headphones still in. Seemingly had no inkling of the imminent disaster.
4.) In girl-child bedroom: girl bones, in mid-jump. Scientists at first conclude that girl’s mouth was open because she was yelling about volcano eruption, but decide she was only singing at the top of her lungs. They are impressed that dancing could occur in a room with items strewn all over the floor.
Scientists were able to retrieve the outdated hard drive from the family’s computer.
Using antiquated computer forensics, scientists discover photograph files. Many of them involve blowing out candles on a round, gooey object, while others focus on people holding shiny square objects while standing near an indoor tree.
The scientists find no photographs of the man making things with his power tools, the woman doing laundry, the boy using his laptop or the girl dancing in her room.
They conclude that most everyday activities involve blowing out candles and standing in front of indoor trees.
Using power tools and washing clothes must be very, very special indeed.
Note: The kids and I are reading “Wonder” right now… a great book. One of the characters in the book is the stage manager in Our Town, a play which had a big impact on me as a teen.
“Does anyone ever realize life while they live it… every, every minute?”
—Emily, from Our Town by Thornton Wilder