Today, I’m coming out of the closet.
No, not that closet.
I’m coming out of the hard-nosed, bad-to-the-bone survivalist prepper closet. Because I think a lot of folks have some misconceptions about what being a prepper really means. It certainly isn’t the same thing for everyone. And our rigidity as a community can scare people away who want to be better prepared.
First, a dozen of my dirty little secrets.
You want to hear a few of my confessions? Here they are, in no particular order of dirt.
I really enjoy going out to eat. Sure, homemade is delicious but not when I’m always the one making it. My favorite food in the entire world is vanilla cake with vanilla frosting. Nope, that wasn’t a typo. I didn’t mean “kale” instead of “cake.” Kale is revolting. Cake is life. #SorryNotSorry I read at least 3 novels a week. Bring onThis post was originally published on this site