I forgot to water the grass seed my husband spread out in the backyard where the pool used to be, again tonight. Oops. I wish he was home.
I had my volcano-trapped colleague to stay over on Friday. We took her with us to the AWC sushi night. She'd never had sushi before, and loved it. Then we went home and watched 2 episodes of Glee because she's never seen it. She loved it. Then she got to sleep in (she has a 4-year-old and an 8-month-old at home). She loved it. I was very glad to be able to give someone having a hell of a time not being able to get home, some good things to remember about her trip. She's on a train now to Gothenburg, where she'll spend the night (or, at least some hours of it) before taking the 6:45 morning train to Oslo in order to (hopefully) catch a flight to Reykjavik and thus home to Boston. I find it ironic that after a week of being stranded in Sweden, she's having to practically fly TO the volcano in order to get home again.
We are having a dinner party on Saturday for 6 friends and their 6 children which, with ourselves, brings it to a total of 16 people. All I can think about is that I need to dust the house and whether or not my husband will be able to fly home on Friday or if the BIG DUST ELEPHANT IN THE SKY will cause more problems that personally affect ME this time. Still no planes in the sky. The more I think about that, the more it weirds me out.
Sometimes, like when I'm driving to work, I think: what if no one could drive to work anymore? Like if all the oil ran out and there was no more gas and we all had to figure out alternate methods of transportation? Would we go back to horse-and-carriages? Would electric cars finally become ubiquitous as bicycles? Bicycles! Would we all just BIKE to work? I'd have a hella time getting up the hill to Lund, at least at first. And we'd have to leave so much earlier in order to have enough time to get there! That would suck, having to get up at, say, 5:30 a.m. 6:40 sucks enough as it is. Though, of course, I'd probably be out of a job anyway, since you need oil to make chips and development boards for computers which are what I work on all day long.
And, living on a different continent that my mom and sister would be be exponentially more sucky than it already is, if I wasn't able to get to them quickly and (relatively) easily by flying across the ocean. A transatlantic crossing on a cruise ship like the QE2 takes 6 days (Southampton to New York) BUT I'm pretty sure they have ENGINES. No oil = no engines. In the 1800s it typically took steam ships fitted with sails and paddles 19-29 days to cross from Europe to America. ACK. And smaller ships could take as long as SIX MONTHS. I don't have that kind of vacation time!
I think I'd better stick to dusting. That, at least, I can do something about. Even if it's just rearranging.
Singing, Zinging, Swinging Birthday Wishes to jackiejj and blue_eyed_girl and Meg Fowler!