So today at the office I was chatting with our brilliant Lindsey Management repair men, and it made me start thinking about Kevin Bacon’s Six Degrees scheme. Jeff, one of our repair men, has a niece-in-law who is from Pine Bluff, which means I could PROBABLY connect myself to them in six degrees. And then Eddie, the other repair man, is from Forrest City, where my sister-in-law is from…so I could probably connect myself to him in six degrees. It really just blows my mind how small of a world it ACTUALLY is.
Second story to prove my point – My best friend, Katrina, and I met each other in 2nd grade, briefly because she went to school with one of my cousins, who
I am not terribly fond of… J Either way, I remember hanging with her at a birthday party at the park, but we went to different schools, and then my cousin moved away, so I never heard from her again until 6th grade when she was on my
class team. We still didn’t talk or hang out but we knew who the other was. THEN
in 8th grade we were in the same Science class and we paired up on our science
I am not terribly fond of… J Either way, I remember hanging with her at a birthday party at the park, but we went to different schools, and then my cousin moved away, so I never heard from her again until 6th grade when she was on my
class team. We still didn’t talk or hang out but we knew who the other was. THEN
in 8th grade we were in the same Science class and we paired up on our science
fair project and we have been best friends ever since. Literally like 10+ years. But here is the INSANE part of the story. We were looking through pictures one day because we had both actually taken a trip to San Francisco the summer before 6th
grade, and we were looking at each other’s pictures, now keep in mind, that we were NOT friends at the time the pictures were taken, but in the background of the pictures when we went to Alcatraz Island, you can see the other one of us in the background. I knew it was Katrina right away because she was infamous for these bangs she used to sport back in the day…the wall-o-bangs, we like to call it. So it was destiny that we were meant to be best friends!
AND THEN. Sean and I met on our own, without anyone trying to play matchmaker or anything like that…but after dating for a while I realized that we had SEVERAL mutual friends, who could have possibly brought us together much earlier…which only proved to me that we had some hurdles to jump before we could find each other that way whenever we DID find each other, we would know what we were doing, or at least some of the way, and we could be a better spouse to the other because of our past.
Crazy, crazy stuff.
This was just one of those blog posts that I was thinking about continuously, and if I hadn’t shared my thoughts I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate on much of anything else. Which tends to happen a lot the more that I think about it, because I’m sure on top of my crazy obsessive compulsiveness I have some mild form of adult ADD. Haha.
I have also noticed that the formatting on this post is incredibly wacky, which is driving me absoltuely insane, but I have tried to fix it...and no luck, so just bah! Lol.
