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Yes, I’ve been slacking away here, trying to tie up loose ends all over the place and this last week has just been nuts. So, here’s what we’ve been up to down at the ol’ homestead and other places:

Since the last Work Wednesday, I’ve gone to the doc for a check-up—everything was great, except, you know, that age thing. Doesn’t help that Doc looks about eighteen . . . anyway, after getting my annual bloodwork in a few weeks (Doc’s idea, since I confessed I’d eaten peanut butter cups for breakfast that day), I’m good to go.

Except, well, a week later I had to go in for that yearly, um, woman’s test, the external one where it feels like a certain part of your anatomy gets sat on by a Mack truck, repeatedly, and then a week after that, I got a letter.

So much for the celebration that I didn’t have to do that for another whole year.

Long story short, I had to go back. Didn’t hurt as much, guess I was still numb, but the good news is that it was NOTHING. Whew. Won’t lie, I was a little nervous. Last time this happened, it progressed to a needle biopsy. Ugh.

I’ve also had three book events in the last couple weeks, and the kid got his license—and the driving bug bit him pretty hard right after that, so I’m sure my blood pressure has gone up a wee bit. The hubby had a doc appointment today too, and he SAYS he’s fine. Of course, he didn’t mention the bad cough he’s had lately, because, after all, HE WASN’T COUGHING IN THE DOC’S OFFICE.

Right? Sigh.

Oh, and we had my husband’s retirement party! Finally, it’s official! And in case you’re wondering, I got him a pair of overalls…

Okay, then, on to the stuff that’s really important, the reason you’re here: the farm.

We’re still playing with the new toys, and we spent eight hours last weekend cutting, hauling, and burning brush. We drove home, and the next day I went back to take my mom and stepmom out to see the place. I think they both want to come live there . . . that could be problematic . . . hmmm.

The bathroom got a new ceiling fan, because the old one looked pretty bad compared to the new ones in the kitchen and living rooms; and we did get the new light fixtures for the bath and kitchen, but they’re still in boxes until—

This weekend we’ll be pulling out the bathroom vanity and mirror and adding new ones, plus a linen cabinet. Naturally, we were both thinking after that the shower would look pretty crappy, so we’re still thinking on how to remedy that . . .

The really exciting news is that we ordered the kitchen! And it will all be here—December first.

😦

But that’s okay. We still have to pull out the old one, and THAT will be a project. Yikes. But I’d bet we’re among the very few who ordered a gun cabinet for the kitchen, amiright?

The new appliances are coming a couple weeks before that, along with the tile for the floors. I think I’m getting tired just thinking about it all . . .

I read an article over the weekend that talked about arriving at your bug-out location/retreat/wherever you plan to go when SHTF. This one in particular referenced a cabin in the woods, so naturally I paid attention.

First, a two- or three-hour drive like ours could easily turn into twice that, or more. While we’re used to stopping for a bathroom break or to grab a Pepsi, that could be dangerous or impossible when SHTF. A few hours would be no big deal, but twice that? You need a plan.

Of course, you should already have a few additional routes to your BOL, and you should be familiar with them. I’d also suggest a system of combining a couple routes, just in case you’re halfway there and that second-choice road becomes unavailable for some reason.

See, you aren’t going to be the only vehicle on the road. Or the path. It’s not a matter of going with the flow of traffic or switching to the outer road of the highway to avoid an accident—it’s a matter of a whole lot of panicky people trying to leave in a hurry. A big hurry. Most with no plan or prepping at all.

So let’s say you head out of town around noon, expecting to arrive around 3:00; but you have to take side roads, back roads, gravel. Or worse. You actually get to your BOL after dark.

If you’re off the beaten path, you should be okay; if you’re not, you might find nothing or you might find squatters.

This is why you don’t talk about your preps, and especially your location. Sometimes, even if you don’t, someone may have gotten there before you.

Be cautious. This isn’t a weekend trip.

Hopefully you’re carrying and all your weapons and ammo aren’t stored or cached at your BOL. They could be missing, but certainly would be hard to find in the dark. Same thing with your supplies.

And let’s not forget the comforts of home.

You hear a lot about bug-out bags, and most of these are planned to be carried. By you. Of course, you also know about emergency kits for your vehicle.

But what about a more specific bug-out kit designed for your vehicle?

In a car emergency kit, you’d have flares, a blanket, water, snacks. At minimum. You might also conceal-carry or have a weapon in the glove box. And of course, you have a bug-out bag standing ready by the door.

With a delay or poor visibility conditions upon arrival at your BOL, you might be looking for a bit more:

Extra water or beverages

Extra snacks—or MREs on arrival

Weapon/ammo

Knife

Card or board game

Extra blankets and travel pillows

Toilet paper

Coffee

I keep a tote with the larger items, ready to go if needed, as well as a survival bag with the smaller items already in my truck. Don’t discount those “comforts” like toilet paper and coffee and a simple hot meal.

If I got delayed or stuck, I’d be pretty much set.

And yeah, a good map with ALL the roads is a necessity. Take it out of your vehicle for plotting routes, and put it BACK IN, IMMEDIATELY.

Don’t rely just on your memory—you’ll be at some level of panic too, regardless of your prepping.