Give me a minute, I'm just climbing onto my soapbox

Did it happen and someone forgot to tell me that the world had ended? What on earth is all the rubbish with May 21? I have obviously been living in a bubble for the last however long that people have been talking about this, because I had no idea that it was coming. I was so unprepared!

No, maybe it's because I think it's all a load of horseshit so I haven't paid any attention to it whatsoever. Last night on Facebook and in the blogosphere everyone was talking about it.

Where do these doomsday idiots get off with terrorising people? There's those of us that treat the stories with the contempt it deserves, but I resent when my children are worried by this sort of rubbish and are asking questions because everyone is talking about it.

I must point out that the massive thunderstorm that hit Adelaide at precisely 6pm last night was beautifully timed, the thunder started rumbling and seemed to go on and on. Pretty impressive that some idiot evangelist from the other side of the world could have confused the end of the world with an almighty thunderstorm in little ol' Adelaide.

Now we have the 21st October to look forward to, because if we were saved from the 21st May then that's the next day in the calendar when 'IT' is meant to occur. Or maybe it's the 21st December 2012? Give me a break people, if the world is going to end then it will happen and nobody can do anything about it and I sure as hell don't want to waste my time worrying about when or if it's going to happen.

If I genuinely knew when the world was going to end would I do anything different? I'm sure we all would. We'd tell our loved ones how much they mean to us, we'd stop worrying about paying bills and saving money for the future. We'd just spend more time doing the things that we want to do and we'd share precious quality moments with those who're important to us.

The fact is, these are all things that we should be doing every day not just when some idiot picks a date out of the calendar and terrifies the world with his predictions.

For a touch of reality - go and check out this blog that I found last night (there are so many stories that I didn't know which one to link to) Adrienne is a mother of four, who's youngest child suffers from bipolar and psychotic episodes (he's 9) - never EVER will I post again about how hard being a mother is without thinking of what this woman goes through on a daily basis. Her strength and the honesty in what she writes is inspiring. I spent an hour or two reading her posts and was absolutely speechless.

All the mind's activity is easy if it is not subjected to reality. ~ Marcel Proust