James Scott Bell shared something one of his blogmates hinted at on their blog--that the world hasn't ended yet. It's apparently supposed to happen today by midnight, according to some. So maybe we're jumping the gun a little. I could wake up in heaven in an hour with mud on my face, though. I can't foretell the future. So shoot me. NO! Don't take me seriously!

Man, it's getting a little freaky here lately, to the point that I'm not sure what to blog. What if I say something offhand and some poor soul takes it seriously and reacts?

So anywho, where would you be if the world ended today? Where would you want to be? I think I would want to be doing what I'm doing right now--working on rewrites, helping Mel whip the new clinic into shape, getting back into church after so many weeks of missing with illness--this has NOT been a good year for that. Oh, and working on information for my audit with the IRS. Not that I feel I'm doing well, just that I know I'm not breaking any laws, but if they want to decide on a new law all of a sudden, I can't do anything about that. Some person who lives in a world of numbers instead of humans holds my financial fate in her hands. Or not. We'll see. Oh, the uncertainty of it all. I don't know who is trustworthy in the IRS, but if I have a trustworthy agent with these people, then I should do well. I've always been as honest as I can be. If it doesn't work out, don't blame me. You'll know I tried my hardest to make the numbers crunch the way the auditor wanted them to crunch. But personality comes into play quite often these days. It's so easy to make up our own rules, or twist the words of the rules we already have.

I'll let you know how it goes once the decisions are made. And now... I get to see my stepsons, their wives, a step-grandson, his grandmother, and what could be better than that? Let's forget the IRS and remember the joys at hand. Nothing is more important.