If you didn’t have to sleep, what would you do with the extra time?

I’d probably use it to read all these great books I’ve either started or meant to start. There’d also be a big chunk spent writing – just imagine how much I could get done in the middle of the night.

What job would you be terrible at?

Good gracious, let me see. Customer service for Smith & Wesson comes to mind.

When was the last time you climbed a tree?

I haven’t climbed a tree to the top (with “top” being a relative term that I consider met once you’re four branches off the ground) since I was a girl. I think I climbed one in college (even less “top” than when I was little) and made a show of it once when my own kids were young. Other than that I much prefer looking at trees to climbing them.

Do you count your steps? 

Not typically. Unless I’m having one of those days, then “woe is me, I had to walk so far today” works better when you can toss a number out there. Technology really helps in this particular area.

Bonus question (just because it’s really silly):  What’s the dumbest way you’ve injured yourself?

This one’s not easy since I’m not exactly grace personified. There’s the time I broke my toe by kicking an end table. Or the time I was slicing tomatoes with a Wüstof thinking, “don’t cut yourself, don’t cut yourself” right before I – you guessed it – cut myself. But a real doozy was delivered by tofu. After the skillet spent twenty minutes in a 450 degree oven I plopped it on a burner to continue my stir fry. Apparently I then completely forgot where the skillet had been because I grabbed the handle to shift it. Without an oven mitt. It wasn’t pretty.


Well, guys, after a small tiny frustrating glitch the house is back under contract again so WHOOP WHOOP! We are exceedingly grateful for this particular gift. It means I’m buried up to my elbows in packing paper and packing tape and packing boxes and packing wrap but whatever…we’re moving forward. Hallelujah.

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