I spoke to our #4 Daughter, the amazing Sara Marian, and asked if she was still working. She was. Mostly from home, but also (she’s an archaeologist) on some digs. They drive to digs separately and take turns going in to the office and work from home on research.
They’re still doing digs, but they’re already separated by more than six feet on those. I was worried about hand/face contamination in the field.
She said,
“Mom, we already wear gloves and, considering that urban archaeology is mostly digging up outhouses, we never touch our faces!”
To which I replied,
There’s something to be said for working in filth.
And remember:
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about digging.
MA
Daniel Antion
March 25, 2020 at 7:05amShe had a point, Mom!
Marian Allen
March 25, 2020 at 8:15amShe’s a smart lady.
Ally Bean
March 25, 2020 at 7:23amSmart girl. Some careers prepare you for the most unusual things. Who’d of thunk?
Marian Allen
March 25, 2020 at 8:15amI know, right?
Mitchell Allen
March 25, 2020 at 8:21amHa-ha! Maybe it’s too early here, but my mind read: “[C]onsidering that urban archaeology is mostly digging up outhouses, we never touch our feces!”
Cheers,
Mitch
Marian Allen
March 25, 2020 at 8:51amIncorrect reading, correct procedure. They only touch other people’s.
Roy A Ackerman, PhD, EA
March 25, 2020 at 5:57pmI don’t know. When we were deep into …., most of us kept touching our heads and cheeks. What can I say?
Marian Allen
March 26, 2020 at 8:48amI don’t know, but say it at least six feet away from me! lol