It was mid-March 2020, and I was at the local Fred Meyer, because, well, I was hungry.
And that’s what people do, or I should say used to do, right?
“I’m hungry, I need some food for the house, I’ll go to one of those nice stores and pick up what I need.”
Except, instead, when I got inside the store, I was greeted with rows of empty shelves, people wearing scary masks and walking hunched over and downcast.
I was shocked.
What in the mother hell was going on?
I got back home with just a few items in my hands and explained my experience to my husband—who did not seem shocked at all by this turn of events.
“Honey, I think we need to sit down and have a talk about this,” he said gently.
And he never speaks gently so I knew something was seriously going on.
“Hmm…how can I break this to you? Let’s see, so, you should know that a huge part of the population has been preparing for the end of the world for some time. And part of preparing or prepping as it’s known is to hoard as much food and supplies as possible.”
I sat there, dumbstruck.
Prepping? People have been prepping my whole life for the end of the world and I didn’t even know about it?!
I should have gotten that extra case of beans I thought to myself, shaking my head.
Since my sweet husband broke this news to me, I’ve been overwhelmed by the amount of prepping I’ve uncovered.
