This is for Funder. You inspired me.
The first time I read Funder’s blog, It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time, I laughed out loud. That’s what she chose for her epitaph:
It seemed like a good idea at the time…
I immediately wondered what I’d choose.
I wish I could say it was a long, thoughtful process, with much deliberation. But this is me. Instant answer. Not pretty. My tombstone won’t say lovely things like Adoring Mom, Loving Friend, or Fought bravely for Country.
After Here Lies Jane, mine will say:
Some Assembly Required
To go with a concrete depiction, this comes close:
(Close: I’d already assembled 3 pieces before it occurred to me to document the process.)
I identify with this photo. I ordered something off the internet that claimed to be pre-assembled, with only some assembly required.
When two boxes arrived, I was delighted. All I would have to do is put part A into part B and I’d have my thing.
That’s how I approach my life. Life is simple: you put part A into part B, and occasionally add parts C and D. It’s also why I’m constantly surprised when I unpack one of Life’s metaphorical boxes, and “Part A” turns out to be, well, see above. Ultimately: not immediately plug-in-able to Part B.
A few hours, and some Google translation of Chinese later, we had:
The electric fireplace I wanted for our sun porch.
That night, I made Shaun promise to put Some Assembly Required on my tombstone. At the very least, hundreds of years from now, anthropologists will find it hilariously funny someone placed that over a box of loose bones.
I’d love one last chance to make someone laugh.
What’s your epitaph?