Got your running shoes on?
Now it is the Mayan calendar (coupled with the pop culture phenomenon of bringing tidbits of information that few of us really have any clue about) that creates something new to stress over. This is one of those things I just don’t worry about. What is the point in worrying about things nobody on the planet can control? Though, I admit I did use it as an excuse not to clean my attic this fall. Dear Hubby just rolled his eyes. (Note to self: Come up with another excuse for spring.) Recently a frustrated, professional worrier said to me, “What will you do if the world ends and you didn’t even know it was coming?!” Really? That is kind of my game plan.
Still it brings up some interesting philosophies. If the world was going to end, what would you do differently? Since everyone’s world ends eventually, I figure it is a question to consider. Is there something you’d really like to change in your life? Right now the only thing that I would do differently – if the world was ending tomorrow – is to eat an enormous diabetes-inducing pile of Christmas chocolate. After that I’d spend my last minutes on earth nauseous. Nauseous would make the ending easier to take I think. That is my theory anyway. What’s yours?