This guest post is by Melody W and entry in our non-fiction writing contest .
We’re relatively new to official prepping. Prior to having a name for trying to get ready for whatever life throws at us next, we thought we just worried too much. It’s so nice to know we aren’t alone in trying to get ready for “Oh my goodness, here it comes again.” I discovered, accidentally, there are whole groups of people who try to get ready for whatever may come next and they made our efforts, in most areas, look really pitiful. That wasn’t hard to do because they were really pitiful.
We discovered a whole world of food storage: nitrogen-packed, freeze-dried, dehydrated, oxygen absorbers, dessicants, and many ways to keep much of the food that I was forever tucking away fresh and safe. The canning skills I learned growing up were suddenly a skill instead of a fading way of life. We finally have uses for the umpteen zillion containers we’d carefully washed and boxed up. We celebrated not being crazy!!
We quickly noticed that in the areas of each of our hobbies and interests we don’t have much prepping to do. There are a few areas that additional purchases were unneeded. Without purchasing extra fabric or supplies I can already clothe most of the people we know for about a decade.
I can also make them quilts, bandages, slings, filter bags, smokehouse bags, etc. with what I have stored. I also have the largest, it seems, collection of camouflage fabric, net, and yarns, owned by a person not in a business. That, of course, is why I’ve been buying all this stuff for years. It was NOT, I repeat not, because I have a problem with fabric stores that could be written up in Psychology Today.
I won’t get into some of husband’s hobbies that have proven to be so very helpful in prepping. I’ll just say that if it requires a tool of some sort, I’m pretty sure he has one even if he does keep a running Wish List of tools. Without tiptoeing into his area, we will also be able to stay very safe.
It’s nice to have one asset group that is increasing in value at this time. The one thing that he has done, and I have been prone to take for granted, is that he can make things, fix things, and work around things better than most people I know.
That has saved us much money in repairs through the years and made it possible for us to do some things we simply could not have afforded otherwise. That is a skill that comes in handy every time we have a disaster of any sort and if the stuff really does HTF, he is a natural resource to our family that we could not survive without.
Prepping has encouraged us to become involved more than ever in each other’s hobbies. My husband is always smilingly available to bail me out of whatever over-ambitious project I’ve embarked up at the time, such as the chicken breasts that were on sale for such a good price, I’ve filled the refrigerator with them. Now we will be canning chicken all night tonight because it is too hot right now to do it during the daytime. Likewise, I’ve become much more interested in his hobby purchases and have been caught looking through the hunting and camping supply catalogs picking things out.
He laughs and says for the first time in 30 years I’m not fussing about him ordering things. Many of the things he’s bought through the years that I have fussed about the most are turning out to be very practical purchases. Some of these things I can vividly remember being rather shrewish about at the time, it is so very hard to admit I was wrong. That’s odd because I never have any trouble admitting when he was wrong, hmmm.
I’ve also been able to indulge my book-buying fetish. I am amassing quite a library of gardening, medical, storage, survival, homesteading, and farming resources. I’ve also got a collection of old time wisdom books that I’ve found many useful pieces of information in. I can now, theoretically at least, raise any kind of garden crop desired in numerous latitudes.
I can do surgery on my kitchen table if someone will hold the book where I can see it; my family avoids the kitchen table a lot lately, I don’t know why. I can supervise the building of a root cellar, bomb shelter, hidey-hole, you name it. I say I can supervise because while I can read and understand all about it, I have the physical coordination and ability to just injure myself mightily. I am sure my husband, like many husbands, is most impressed with any additional supervisory skills I develop.
I can raise and butcher, theoretically again, most kinds of livestock. I haven’t been given the opportunity to develop my livestock skills due to my penchant for turning everything into a pet and my husband’s fear of 20-year-old cows and pigs living on the place. We did have a chicken for a while, she stayed in a rabbit cage in the house at night and in a little yard during the day. We brought her in at night because it was too cool outside. Then in the summer we brought her in during the middle of the day because it was too hot outside. This has fed my husband’s fear of livestock ownership. He keeps muttering about me putting cows in the laundry room on cold nights. He’s wrong, you know, the laundry room’s not nearly big enough, they’d have to stay in the living room…
We are thoroughly enjoying our new lifestyle. We learn something new every day and we are developing many new skills. That is important to do as we age so our minds don’t mildew. I’ve started a notebook for us on how to do/work/operate all of our set-ups. That way we can still function even if we hit a little mildewed spot in our brains as time goes by.
Happy Prepping and Enjoy the Journey!
This contest will end on October 10 2012 – prizes include:
- First Place : $100 Cash.
- Second Place : $50 Cash.
- Third Place : $25 Cash.
Contest ends on October 10 2012.