Indoor Fires
Maybe I need to reconsider this idea of travel
after what just happened.
First let me explain by way of framing the story.
My friends all call me the absent-minded professior.
I am the person who would forget to eat if not reminded.
That kind of person.
Well, I set out earlier to day to make some homemade soup.
I had a pork bone and some other miscl meat from the
freezer.
So, I reckoned, the first thing I should do is to cook
the meat down off the bone to make a broth. That
sounds easy enough, doesn’t it?
Well, that’s what I thought too. And I went back to
the study and got absorbed in all the latest details
of current events.
The cat kept scratching, or so I thought based on the
sound that I was hearing.
Finally, I heard something pop, and I figured that the cat
had goten up on the counter and knocked something
over. I had it all analyzed, based on previous cat
behavior and history. Or so I thought.
As I started to walk out to the kitchen to check on
the cat, uhoh, it hit me. I had totally forgotten
about the soup. All the water was gone off the bones,
and they were buring to the bottom of the pan and
the room was filled with smoke. A fire waiting to happen.
The fire alarm had been taken down previously because
it would not stop chirping, so thre was no fire alarm
to go off. I would simply have burned the house down
and myself with it.
Now can you see why I am so shaken?
It is all my fault for being too easily absorbed by
other activities and forgetting what I am doing.
I guess I have really earned the nickname absent
minded professor now, for sure.
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