The secret is out.

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If you live in my house the secret has been out for some time.
If you do not live in my house you may be surprised to hear this.
I am convinced that the end of the way of life as we know it is very near. I am not saying I am predicting a date or time but I have been researching the latest catastrophes and the state of our economy both here and abroad and it is all pointing to the same thing. The end of our "easy" way of life is right around the corner.
I have been stocking up on food and supplies for the day when my family will be moving to a home we have in the mountains where we will survive.
I may be nutz with a capitol N.
I may be afraid of the potential loss of control of my little bubble world.
I am afraid of these things but not soo afraid that I am going to let my family not be prepared. As well as I can.
My husband has been supportive. Finding a generator, and encouraging my ideas of how and where the staples of living are going to come from.
I may not be ready to "live off the grid" but I am certainly ready to pack up my Mother, children and husbands and be able to feed them all and keep them warm and hopefully safe.
I hope none of you decide to call the local psych ward to have me picked up.
Preparedness does not mean Im a pessimist.
I am just not a quitter or hiding my head in the sand.
Please have a plan for your families. Put something to the side. stock up on water and medicines.
first aid and non perishable food items.
Think about a heat source should there be no electricity or gas.
Sadly be aware that catastrophes bring out the worst in people so be prepared to protect yourself and those you love.
I am prepared.
I am learning and I love too much to be a quitter.
ok thats all I have for tonight.

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