Nov. 6th, 2008 @ 02:05 pm
My husband and I were watching History Channel and discussing different "primitive skills" we've each picked up over the years. This led to the inevitable discussion of survivalism, and brought to light the fact it's something we have in common. We're actually planning our Bugout Bags right now, even.
I'm just amused that, at present, that he's the only person never to have thought my general paranoia to be completely absurd. Not only that, but he's actually with me on the idea of always being prepared. Woohoo, I have a winner! And someone who, if the metaphorical poo hit the fan, I wouldn't have to either coddle or play the Tough Love bit with.
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Isn't that great! Over the past two years or so I've found a wide variety of people that are prepping for TEOTWAWKI, many of whom I would have
NEVER expected it from (like my mother). You have a keeper!
Don't I know it! We even have a Bugout location, though it'd probably take a month to get there on foot. The song, "Country Folks Can Survive" comes to mind though, we'd both make it. A little worse for wear maybe, but intact none the less.
My wife wouldn't listen to me long ago, but after the giant blackout, Katrina, and some local blackouts that caused some major problems, she's starting to realize that it's a good idea to be at least somewhat prepared.
I fully admit to being more paranoid then I *should* be, but I'm the biological and adopted child of army men, my husband's a Marine, and I grew up in a very backwoods town in the Ozarks.
When your childhood includes frying eggs on the top of an old woodstove, and carrying water up from a well, you learn to be prepared and to make due with what you've got.
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