Late last night my boyfriend and I were watching previews to a movie when one came on about the world ending in 2012. We started to talk and discuss the "What Ifs" ...like What if the Mayans are right and the world will only last 2 more years? Of course this is probably very silly and no reason to plan on it being fact---but WHAT IF!
Now many may think it is a depressing concept.... but it actually cheered me up a bit. We've been going through extreme financial problems right now and are worried about our future but the concept that it could all be for naught in two years as the structure of society drastically changes into survival mode... credit cards won't matter much anymore. It made me focus on the truly valuable things in life... my happiness, my health and my love for others. If I lose my house--So what. If I end up living off wellfare--who cares? As long as I have people who love me and I love others I should be A-OKay. There's always a Plan B.
So we sat down and talked about our situation and where to go from here.
Plan A: I get a better job.
Plan B: I file for a forbearance on the mortgage, negotiate the other debt into holding and go back to college.
Plan C: I file for bankruptcy, lose the house and move in with family.
Plan D: (More like C+) I move to Colorado and temporarily change careers to help my family run the family hotel in exchange for room and board.
Plan E: My boyfriend and I drop off the face of the planet and go live in a shack we build in the mountains.
Plan F: Become a career criminal stealing from the rich and giving to the poor.
Plan G: Become a crazy person and get locked away where they feed me strange mush and make me live with other crazy people.
I hope I never get to Plan G. People who think tiny people live in their fuzzy pinky finger scare me.
Yes that's a reference to Fonzy Bear.
Yes I'm a very silly person when I'm in a good mood.
Now many may think it is a depressing concept.... but it actually cheered me up a bit. We've been going through extreme financial problems right now and are worried about our future but the concept that it could all be for naught in two years as the structure of society drastically changes into survival mode... credit cards won't matter much anymore. It made me focus on the truly valuable things in life... my happiness, my health and my love for others. If I lose my house--So what. If I end up living off wellfare--who cares? As long as I have people who love me and I love others I should be A-OKay. There's always a Plan B.
So we sat down and talked about our situation and where to go from here.
Plan A: I get a better job.
Plan B: I file for a forbearance on the mortgage, negotiate the other debt into holding and go back to college.
Plan C: I file for bankruptcy, lose the house and move in with family.
Plan D: (More like C+) I move to Colorado and temporarily change careers to help my family run the family hotel in exchange for room and board.
Plan E: My boyfriend and I drop off the face of the planet and go live in a shack we build in the mountains.
Plan F: Become a career criminal stealing from the rich and giving to the poor.
Plan G: Become a crazy person and get locked away where they feed me strange mush and make me live with other crazy people.
I hope I never get to Plan G. People who think tiny people live in their fuzzy pinky finger scare me.
Yes that's a reference to Fonzy Bear.
Yes I'm a very silly person when I'm in a good mood.