Have you heard? The world is going to end on December 21, 2012*.
The Ancient Mayans said so.
That or they ran out of rock on which to carve their very groovy and ornate calendar.
Since what remained of their once-great civilization was ultimately destroyed in the 1600s, it's sort of hard to ask them.
Still, it's a good excuse for radio stations to throw that R.E.M. song into the lineup this month, which is a nice break from all of the Christmas music.
Plus, it makes those extra holiday pounds seem inconsequential.
And gives procrastinators a better-than-usual excuse for putting off their holiday shopping.
However, since the Ancient Mayans failed to predict the invasion by the Spanish, the chances probably aren't great that they nailed this one.
Nevertheless, let's pretend they're right and that we have only 21 days of existence left.
How would you spend them?
As this is only a drill, I don't advocate emptying out your savings account, running up your credit cards, and eating sticks of raw butter for every meal. It is, however, a good opportunity to practice, not merely surviving, but living each day – if not to its fullest, at least more fully.
For the next three weeks, treat every day as if it might be your last. Not as if it were definitely your last, but with a simple acknowledgment that it could be.
Below is a suggested sample week:
Today's lesson: ...And I Feel Fine.
Next: Sorry, but “not planning blog posts” is also one of my Apocalyptic Indulgences.
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*Unless, of course, it doesn't. In which case, Happy Solstice!
**Or the mind-numbing show of your choice.
***Though Apocalypse Now may initially seem an appropriate choice, while it is one of my all time favorite films, it is also neither mindless nor insignificant. Instead, for Post-Apocalyptic fun, I recommend Tank Girl.
The Ancient Mayans said so.
That or they ran out of rock on which to carve their very groovy and ornate calendar.
Since what remained of their once-great civilization was ultimately destroyed in the 1600s, it's sort of hard to ask them.
Still, it's a good excuse for radio stations to throw that R.E.M. song into the lineup this month, which is a nice break from all of the Christmas music.
Plus, it makes those extra holiday pounds seem inconsequential.
And gives procrastinators a better-than-usual excuse for putting off their holiday shopping.
However, since the Ancient Mayans failed to predict the invasion by the Spanish, the chances probably aren't great that they nailed this one.
Nevertheless, let's pretend they're right and that we have only 21 days of existence left.
How would you spend them?
As this is only a drill, I don't advocate emptying out your savings account, running up your credit cards, and eating sticks of raw butter for every meal. It is, however, a good opportunity to practice, not merely surviving, but living each day – if not to its fullest, at least more fully.
For the next three weeks, treat every day as if it might be your last. Not as if it were definitely your last, but with a simple acknowledgment that it could be.
Below is a suggested sample week:
Day
|
Apocalyptic Indulgence
|
| Sunday | Spend 24 hours straight in sweatpants. |
| Monday | Make a long, detailed To-Do list... then wad it up, chuck it uncompleted into the recycle bin, and couchsurf in front of MNF** all evening. |
| Tuesday | Twos Day! Double down on dessert – because two cookies are better than one. |
| Wednesday | Order in. Eat directly out of the delivery containers. |
| Thursday | Thor's Day! Watch a mindless, fun, culturally insignificant popcorn movie.*** |
| Friday | Fried Day! If anyone asks, yes, you do want fries with that. |
| Saturday | Vacation time! Sleep in until 7AM – Hawiian Standard Time. |
Today's lesson: ...And I Feel Fine.
Next: Sorry, but “not planning blog posts” is also one of my Apocalyptic Indulgences.
______________________________________________________________________
*Unless, of course, it doesn't. In which case, Happy Solstice!
**Or the mind-numbing show of your choice.
***Though Apocalypse Now may initially seem an appropriate choice, while it is one of my all time favorite films, it is also neither mindless nor insignificant. Instead, for Post-Apocalyptic fun, I recommend Tank Girl.
BONUS:
President Bartlet and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
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