Saving the day

My day did not get off to a great start. To make a long story short, it will suffice to say that I experienced my first issue around 5 am, and by 9 am I found myself sitting in our garage in my car – which refused to start. After ringing three different neighbor’s bells (and hearing each of them move inside their home but refuse to answer their door [I even made eye contact with one of their children, smiled, and motioned to the door – and she promptly turned her back on me and walked away]), I gave up and called AAA. I was told that assistance would arrive in 15-20 minutes – but it was 9:50 am before the technician arrived. Mercifully the car’s issue was just a low battery (as I had suspected), so the fix was fast and easy; the downside was that I had to drive for 30 minutes in order to safely recharge the battery, and freeway driving was preferred.

Sigh. I had planned on making a quick trip to get groceries (which is a mere 5 minute jaunt using neighborhood roads), so it looked like that plan was going to be delayed. I backed out of our driveway and approached the main road. Instead of turning left towards the store, I turned right towards the interstate – and two minutes later, was headed west to nowhere.

As I racked my brain trying to think of a productive use of this time (and gasoline), I remembered a camping store that I had been wanting to check out. Ever since I attended the city sampler and received a gentle nudge by a friendly public employee to please assemble an emergency kit, I have felt a tiny bit uneasy about our family’s profound lack of preparedeness should a disaster occur. The camping store sells dehydrated food, so I thought it would be a good idea to get some and start building the kit in earnest.

Momentarily stopping my car (but still keeping the engine running), I texted my sweetie:
1) to vent,
2) to let him know what was going on, and
3) to see if he thought my buying some shelf-stable, long-lasting dehydrated food was a good idea.

Here is our text exchange:
Me: Car is running. Battery read as low (semi-drained). Tech says should be fine. *sigh*
Him: Take the freeway if you can. Should help recharge the battery. Hugs.
Me: To camping store for food bucket?
Him: Sure. Everyone prepares for the zombie apocalypse in different ways. 🙂

When I saw that last message come through, I literally laughed out loud. In our relationship, I am the one who plans, prepares, and occasionally obsesses; my sweetie is the one who pauses, tempers, and occasionally slacks. He thinks my desire to prepare for catastrophe is unnecessary – but also prudent. So while he likes to give me crap about, oh, buying an 8-lb bucket of food containing 60 vegetarian servings of meals that has a 25-year shelf life, he does so in humorous, creative, and loving ways.

Once again, my sweetie brought a dose of levity and lightness to my heading-downhill day. And should the un-dead ever gain control of the Earth, I will have done my part to help us survive. 😉

This food bucket helps a person prepare not only for natural or unnatural disasters (i.e., zombies), but also job loss, illness, food shortage, and other emergency situations. Heckuva deal! 😉


About Stef

A "serious" gal who is trying to remember to lighten up and smile.
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21 Responses to Saving the day

  1. LOL @ the zombie apocalypse.


  2. Gemma says:

    Ya just never know. Be prepared, I say. And hope you never have to eat that stuff that comes in a cat litter box! YIKES! Better days are comin’ – unless the zombies come first 🙂


    • Stef says:

      Exactly. Better to have it and not need it, then need it and not have it, as my mom likes to say. 🙂

      Cat litter box… I didn’t even think of that until you said it. That makes this even more hilarious! 🙂


  3. barb19 says:

    Thanks for the chuckle – and for husbands who can still make us laugh at ourselves! Great post Stef.


  4. Touch2Touch says:

    Heckuva deal —
    Makes me homesick for my Minnesota friend. You betcha!


  5. Now I know I can just show up at your house when the apocalypse occurs, whenever that’s supposed to be now… 😉

    All this food may be a little much, but you never know. In 2003 we had the largest wildfire in California here in San Diego and I lost power for almost 3 days. Fortunately I didn’t have kids then but I was completely unprepared to live without electricity for so long, including food. We’re so much at risk for wildfires and earthquakes here, I now keep some food in the pantry (but I have no way of cooking it still without power…), candles, lots of water. But still, I don’t think we’re prepared as much as we should, so that’s something to work on.


    • Stef says:

      Lots of things can happen that might actually necessitate us needing to crack open this food bucket (I think often about my friends in New Orleans during Katrina…). But yes, if the zombies gather, you are welcome to come to our place and camp out with us. 🙂


      • Just make sure you have enough water stored for all that dehydrated food! Water is the first thing that gets contaminated in “disasters” so you need to store some to drink and some to wash up. It’s quite a feat to get your whole emergency kit ready!


      • Stef says:

        We always have a few gallons of water on hand, but adding more and reserving it for the disaster kit is definitely on my list. It will take me a while to get the whole thing assembled; but little by little, I’ll get there. 🙂


  6. what a great hubby. It’s something I ask friends when they are dating someone new “does he/she make you laugh?” Oh and I’m so glad you are ready for any zombie invasion that might happen. I’ll know who to come borrow from! heh heh.


  7. TheeUnseen says:

    Nothing wrong with preparing for the inevitable “Zombie Apocalypse”. I’m going to have to check out that bucket O’ dehydrated food. 🙂


  8. Lol Sweetie’s last comment. 🙂


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