I found her a place where she could sleep at night without having to the Boom-Boom-Boom of rap blasting cars going by the sirens of police at all hours. And the knowledge that she didn’t have to lock all the doors all of the time.
Everything else just fell into place after that.
No way, she likes Diet Sprite.
Is it safe?
Didn’t. Doesn’t know what all is in storage.
I didn't have to. He didn't trust Oboma either.
Tell her the rest of the country is doing it. People KNOW Oboma has driven the bus over the cliff. No one has to tell them. This nation, or the globe, has never been this broke, angry and divided.
Tell her to use a search engine. The links there for prepping will be endless.
A wise man hears of trouble coming and prepares for it, while the simpleton goes on his merry way and suffers the consequences.
My wife is from Tennessee. She gets it.
I started printing out some internet articles to read, and would leave them laying around where she would see the titles which pricked her interest, which lead to conversations, which lead to planning, which has lead to implementation......all from leaving articles laying around where she could see them. Now, there’s times she’s telling me we need to do more and do it faster.
Tell her today there at two types of people—preppies and preppers. The preppies will be extinct by 2014.
The recent riots and flash mobs, together with the east coast earthquake and Hurricane Irene, with Hurricane Katia in the wings did it for me. Along with an assurance from me that it didn’t need to be full-scale armageddon to justify dipping into the emergency food supplies and that a hurricane would qualify.
Still working on the gun and ammo part, though. She’s got a real issue with that. Funny thing is that she would be willing for me to get a bow and arrow. Why? Because she’s familiar with that from gym class in high school (back when they actually had bows and arrows in gym class in high school).
She’s OK with me going to the range, though, to shoot guns and with me taking NRA courses to learn about them. That’s a step in the right direction.
I made a solumn promise back in my naive days that I wouldn’t get a gun without her buy-in, and I’m going to live up to that promise, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try to change her mind.
That, and she lurks here...
Have her read “One Second After”.
I didn’t. He constantly complains about my small preps taking up room. Here’s hoping I never have to call him on it.
I didn’t have to convince her.She is a school teacher who had already observed that some of the parents of her kids were, with their extended families, stocking up family farms in Alabama and Tennessee and Ohio. She would ask them why and they would say their grandpas talked a lot about the Depression and it looks like we have that coming again with violence thrown in. When I started collecting stuff she started thinking of the things I didn’t think of and started collecting stuff, too. We don’t have a family refuge but we do have a lair of sorts that ie defensible and stockable.
Convince? What is this “convince” you speak of?
Our “Federal Family” assisted us, by gently providing incentives to becoming prepared.
First, Our Federal Family magnanamously allowed us to “donate” our jobs to poor, downtrodden minority persons under the War On Poverty portion of Johnson’s Great (for minorities)Society, in order for our employers to fufill their ‘voluntary’ quatoa requirements.
After scrabbling hard, and getting back on our feet, we were then encouraged by Our Federal Family to survive the Carter Disaster any way we could that did not inconvenience the privileged underprivileged.
We survived that by moving to a cheaper, rural, area; and then cooperating & pooling with neighbors in like circumstances, to get by until better (Reagan) times returned.
“NEVER AGAIN” became more than a slogan.
We were ready for Obama.
Here’s how I did it: “Honey, I swear to you that no matter what happens neither you or our child wil ever suffer because I didn’t make some prudent preparations in case something really bad happens. I couldn’t live with myself if I did.”
Try that one. Not only will she put up with your prepping, you’ll probably get laid that night.
>>> how did you convince your spouse to be a prepper? (and not think you’re nuts)
It’s prudent to be driving down the interstate wearing your seatbelt, carrying a spare tire and jack, some flares and a flashlight, and appropriate maps. It actually is nuts to be driving down that same road pulling a trailer holding a hundred spare tires unless you are in the delivery business.
Nobody can complain once it’s put in the context of reasonable precautions against actual foreseeable hazards. Then again, while overkill may get you called nuts, there is no actual harm in overpreparation if you have the free time and money.
Lets see. I got him on board with buying the small woodstove by reminding him that in NY we can lose power mid-winter for weeks at a time (worse case), and I found one that was a bargain! While it’s been sitting in the garage for three years, he has committed to having it installed this year.
Guns and ammo? I’d have to kill him dead to stop him from getting those anyway.
Let him hunt up on my camp acreage - after he got a deer in the freezer, he discovered the joy of plenty.
Convinced him to use coupons - first for vitamins and shower gels - which so amazed him at how much he saved, especially the whole buy one get one free thing, that he is fine with buying in multiples now. Like 5 or 6 of the same item at a time. He uses coupons better than I do, and we save around $900.+ a year. Hehehe - but he did have a run in with a woman behind him in line at the Walmart, she got pissed because he had so many coupons & they had an exchange. He saved $65. that trip.
The garden took no convincing.
He picks on me when I bag stuff into mylar, but I don’t care. He jokes about the word prepper, but I don’t care. And he busts me about my incandescent light bulb stash, but I’ll keep adding to that anyway. :)