Apparently, rumors of our demise were greatly exaggerated. 

Unless I'm in the midst of the most elaborate dream ever, the naysayers were wrong. The earth would appear to be spinning, and we're still here.

I guess I'm glad. I mean, I do have a lot going on. I thought I'd be okay with the world ending as long as I'd seen the last Twilight movie, but as it turns out, I have a lot more to look forward to in 2013. There's the book deal, of course. It would really suck to have the world come to an end just as my dreams finally come true.

But this does mean I'm going to need to work off all the candy bars I ate, thinking it was my last night on earth. And since the world didn't end, I need to finish my Christmas shopping. I also need to do my laundry and bake a few dozen cookies. This botched prediction couldn't have come at a worse time.

I would really like to speak to whomever was in charge of the whole "Mayan calendar" movement, to let them know they could have scheduled better. Pulling off an apocalypse this close to Christmas was just poor planning. But at the same time, I'd like to let them know there's no need to reschedule. Let's face it, the world isn't perfect, but it's ours, and we sort of like it. Warts and all.

So the sun might not actually come out tomorrow, I think the forecast is calling for rain, but the point is there will be a tomorrow. Rain or shine, life goes on. And that's pretty amazing.

Until the next time...I'll be putting away the apocalypse decorations until next year.