trying not to freak out

Blogs like this FREAK ME OUT.

You. Will. Not. Be. Able. To. Get. Food.

I've got a good little food storage going. But honestly? We'd live maybe a month or two. Maybe three if we really started skimping. And no one came in and stole our food.

*deep breath*

At the same time, we aren't at this point, so we have to continue planning and living life as normal. But then ... this could happen quickly. So...

I am freaking out just a little in my head. My husband got me thinking about this stuff, and it's all my worst apocalyptic nightmares coming true. ... Er, predicted to come true, I remind myself.

Ok, just keep planning and getting ready for a different style society. More sewing, more cooking in a dutch oven over a fire, ... or even just occasional food shortages, and no more Kit Kat bars and ice cream and eating out at Olive Garden.

And I just try not to think about my kids and this stuff. Cause that would just send me over the edge.

Anyway, freaking out won't help. And we may well be better prepared than many suburbanites. I hope. Maybe.