Best Way To Go?
Okay, so accept, for a brief moment of premise-accepting, that the world (as we know it) is ending tomorrow.
What would you do today?
I would:
–call my friends and tell them I love them. Thankfully, that is a lot of phone calls (I would get phone ear, but that’s a small price to pay).
–chill the super-pricy champagne we’ve had in our wine rack forever; drink it, at some point, before Saturday at 6:00pm.
–wear one of my loudest, longest maxi-dresses all day. Put glitter on my eyelids AND my skin.
–watch my favorite films: Pride and Prejudice, House of Flying Daggers, North and South.
–hug my husband and son for hours until I squoze them to pieces.
–take a guilt-free nap.
–burn my TBR pile, maybe, so I didn’t have to regret not reading anything. Maybe not. That seems like a waste of a lot of good books.
–read the ends of books so I could know what happened.
–eat nuts and cheese ALL DAY!
What would you do?
Well, I live in Rapture Ground Central (Oakland, CA), so I’ve been looking at the billboards for a loooooooooong time now.
If I thought the world was REALLY coming to an end, I’d throw the pooch and my BFF in the Jeep and head for Yosemite. No better place for it all to come to an end than in one of the world’s most beautiful natural cathedrals.
I like your agenda, Megan. Just add some chocolate. 🙂
Come to think of it, maybe we should do a few things on our lists anyway…
Isobel, we’ve had subway signage for awhile, too.
Elena, I forgot chocolate! Will add to mental list.
Oddly enough, because I am not an outdoor person, I would do something like Isobel. I would drive to a beautiful place. Perhaps the gardens at the Hillwood mansion.
That and hug my family and cats. The cats will hate it
I’d drive out to one of the coastal parts of Olympic National Park, since I already feel like I’m touching infinity when I’m standing on the edge of the Pacific, staring out at the vast sea and watching the waves roll in.
I’d make sure all of my loved ones know how much I love them. I’d make sure all of the people who have encouraged me and been in my corner know exactly what every gesture, no matter how big or small it was to them meant the entire world to me. I’d set up a giant bed in the middle of my biggest dog run outside under those two giant old oak trees. ALL of my dogs and cats would crawl into bed with me and I would sit and read all of my favorite historical romances until it go too dark to read and then I would just lay there with my furbabies and watch the stars say goodnight. (And yes there would be a big ice cooler full of chilled Milo’s tea and plenty of chocolate fudge. If its the end of the world who cares if I’m fat!)
Aw, come on, really? No one’s making love at Rapture time? The exact timing may be tricky, but that’s definitely a plan, Stan.
Jane, I gotta say, of course the thought occurred to me, but that would leave my son alone at Rapture Time(tm). Can’t do that!
My son who got a transfer to another city and now owns two houses sent me an email I thought you might enjoy. It said”
“Mom – The world didn’t end so I guess I’d better sit down and write out checks to the banks for my mortgages now and get them in the mail”!