Is it naive not to believe in "dooms day"prophecies?

My husband is, once again, watching a dooms day prophecy show about comets and earthquakes, mudslides and volcanoes. He asks me, what would we do when/if that happens? I have no idea! I don't worry about crap like that. I have way too much other stuff to do and to worry about, I don't need to add that to my list!

He always watches those shows about Nostradamus and the Mayan calendar. First off, Nostradamus's prophecies are so obscure and broad ranged that they could apply to anything. "The tall shapes will light up the sky..." that lead to the September 11th tragedy. Really? Now I know that I am not quoting that saying right, but I could make some prophecies that are so general in nature, that they could apply to anything. "The paper will leave the hand and fall into darkness". Ok, tell me what that means!

If the world is hit with tragedy, I think I will just deal with it then. You can't always make a plan and hope that it will all work out. What if the world is falling apart and all that stuff you put in your "dooms day" kit doesn't actually help? Flashlights, food, water...what if it all evaporates and just people and ladybugs are left - what then?

I am not the eternal optimist, but I just think that those people who have a plan for these catastrophic events might just be preparing for nothing. And, hey, if they are prepared and I'm not, I'll just invite myself to their house. Don't get me wrong, I am not making fun of people that plan for that kind of thing, not at all. I am simply saying that I will worry about it when the time comes. If I thought about all the bad stuff that could happen, I'd just sit and watch movies while eating ice cream and chocolate and wait for it to happen!

There is always going to be something on TV or the news that says the world is going to end. Well, if that happens, then what should I worry about? I won't be here! How do you plan for that? I am just going to live my life, enjoy my life and not worry too much about all that stuff. If the Mayans are right, which I don't think that they are (just saying), then the world will end next year and all of this will be for nothing. The night before it all ends, I am going to eat all of my favorite foods, tell off all the people that need to be told off, tell my kids I love them, and make sure my husband knows that he is the love of my life.....oh wait, I already do that! Looks like I have prepared after all!