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This War Thing

Okay, it’s really starting to depress and scare me. I don’t like it, not one bit. I don’t like that bin laden has these psycho people just waiting for him to give the secret message before they do some stupid action against us. I hate having to sit here, reading about duct tape and plastic sheeting and have to think “Do I have any? Do I want to look stupid and go buy some? Will a tarp and garbage bags work?”

And then, how do you decide what room you are going to seal up? I was considering the spare bedroom, which is on the 2nd floor, because it only has one window. But there’s so much crap in that room that we couldn’t even sit down, never mind sleep in there. So maybe my bedroom is a better choice because there’s a queen-sized bed.

But this three-day thing. I mean, why do we need to hole up for three days? Why not two? Why not four? If we enter a room and seal it up, we can’t leave it for three days? How long do I have to get my gallon jugs of water, canned goods and manual can opener into my bedroom and get it sealed up? Will there be a grace period? My normal storage for canned goods, etc. is either in a closet in the 1st floor bathroom/laundry room or down in the basement. Maybe it would be better to head for the basement cause the canned goods are already down there. There’s no bed, though, and it’s even further from the bathroom. I suppose we have to go potty in the sealed up room, huh? That will be pleasant. I just thought of a brand-new use for all my Tupperware.

Okay, I’m done talking about this for today. I’m even done thinking about it. I am the type that freaks over impending bad weather, so you can imagine I’m just handling all this so well. I’m sure my town is not the target, and I’ve got nothing to worry about, right? Right.

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