First off, it’s Tuesday, and on Tuesday my friend Karaboo calls me. She drives from one work location to another and if she times it right, I’m at lunch. Plus, I work from home, of all of us, I’m the only one that doesn’t have someone looking over my shoulder frequently!
I look forward to our Tuesday chats, but today, today shows why we are friends.
She called and I told her that I was catching up on blog reading, and that there are some things that I just shouldn’t read. This is a blog that I just recently started following, so I wasn’t that familiar with it, but I was reading and they had mentioned Doomsday Preppers and a year’s worth of food on hand.
That was all I had to say and Karaboo goes “I think I follow that blog, too!”
Great minds people great minds!
I was kinda freaking out because now I think I need a years supply of food – and as we discussed previously, my dad really does think that hoarding food is a good thing right now because our President is sending our country into a downward spiral. So, between my dad, and now this blog… I was seriously wondering where to put this extra food!
Karaboo and I were talking, and I figured if the Zombie Apocalypse happened, well, Mr. T and I would head over to mom and dad’s (because of the aforementioned fact that dad is hoarding food). So, maybe I don’t need my own stockpile. Maybe.
Who am I kidding? I want this stockpile!
Then Karaboo mentioned that her kids have brought this subject up and asked what they would do and Karaboo told them honestly that she wasn’t worried because odds are, they won’t survive.
Here is another reason why we are good friends: I was silent, I didn’t quite have a response for that, but Karaboo knew that inside my head I was going
WHAT?!?! What do you mean?!? And why would you say that out loud? What?!?
She let me know that if she’s learned anything from The Walking Dead, it’s that out of the billions on Earth, only about 3 dozen survived. Odds are, we won’t be part of that 3 dozen.
Okay, when you put it that way… She’s right. I won’t be a survivor.
I’ve officially decided that I don’t need that food stockpile.
But I won’t turn this down if you want to get me a gift!
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