Early morning quantum physics

Sheesh, life is busy. 

Yesterday was exercise - don't ask - followed by church writing group followed by Zac's, with other errands crammed in between.

Writing group was interesting going off at a tangent with one person saying there's no such thing as a Palestine state, and another expressing close-to-Reform views. Much biting of tongue. (Yes, it is a church writing group!)

Today, a - dare I say it? - peaceful day before an art exhibition in aid of Zac's this evening. Tomorrow it's dentist and then a day's shift at Zac's charity shop. Because we don't have a manager and only two volunteers to run it, it's become very chaotic there. Particularly as the volunteers don't like selling anything!

It's become dangerous to customers so the trustees have made the sad decision to close it. It's been on the cards for a while but if it's become a safety hazard we don't have much choice. So tomorrow it's all hands on deck for a clearance sale. "Make us an offer!"

We need to get rid of loads of stuff otherwise we'll end up paying for it to be taken away.

I hope I actually get to see the dentist tomorrow, much as I hate going to the dentist. The last few times she was having a baby or the computer was down and various other reasons I couldn't be seen.

Anyway, after tomorrow, things calm down until I lead Zac's study next week. 

It's my own fault: I agree to things. Or even suggest them. Like the new church newsletter I offered to produce.

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Yesterday morning, in bed, Husband said, "I had a bad night. I was struggling with the size of the observable universe."

My, "oh dear, never mind," fell on deaf ears as he proceeded to explain the problem to me. The way I understood it was: we can see things that are 14 billion light years away but by the time we see them they're actually 21 billion miles away. (Don't take my word on the numbers. I don't know.)

From there we progressed to the cat in the box and how quantum physics is proving that the impossible isn't.

At that point I decided it was time for me to get up and have breakfast.

I got back from exercise and Husband continued, "It's like a ping pong ball can't go through a concrete wall but it can in quantum physics."

I blame the BBC. Apparently, on the its website that morning there'd been a report on the winners of the Nobel Prize for Physics, three physicists who are proving just those things.