In three days the world is coming to an end, if some people are to be believed.
Me? I don't buy it. I figure if the world's going to end, we won't know until we've gotten to the other side of the ending.
Maybe the Mayans figured a few thousand years was far enough to chip a calendar into stone. Maybe they figured if they were still around when it ran out, they'd make a new one. Maybe they were playing a huge, far-reaching joke.
We've been teasing a little, here at Casa de Crazy, about all the frantic shopping that will happen on the 22'nd. I think clever retailers should capitalize on that, have a "We Made It!!!" sale. I feel sorry for the people who deeply believe that the 21'st is it, baby, and have spent up their money and their credit and will wake up one day later than they expected with a mountain of debt and no end of the world in sight.
Meanwhile, also in three days is Yule, Winter Solstice, the pagan holiday that inspired Christmas (because even biblical scholars are saying that Christ would have been born sometime in March).
I am not ready. It sort of snuck up on me. I don't know where the time has gone, but it sure went. I am nowhere near beginning making some gifts, let alone finished. Eek! Today I'm going over to K2's place, sans children, to try and remedy that. I also need her to help me pin a quilt so I can finish it for her before...something.
Thanks to Mum, gifts for the kids are ready to place under the tree at her place. I have one gift started, another ready to put together, several more to start, and perhaps a day to get them finished and wrapped. Nothing like working under pressure!
Of course, if I hadn't gotten partway through a project and decided I didn't like it and wasn't going to finish it, I might have been better prepared. Hindsight.
It's all good. We put more focus on time spent together than gifts. All of us adults are aware that sometimes children, pets, and life in general nibble away at the hours until there's not enough left to finish what we started in the craft room. And I'll stay up late and gitter done, by gum, because I really like watching people unwrap presents. Warms my cockles, it does.
Meanwhile, we'll have good food, good company, a big fire (rain or shine, we do the burn), and a very good time.
The world will just have to end without us. We're busy that day.