The zombie outbreak has started, but I never thought I would see it in my lifetime. Thankfully my husband, in all his nerdy glory, has be developing an extensive zombie plan since the age of 12. He’s already picked out the locations for rendezvous points, hideouts, and supply acquirement. Everyone involved fulfills specific job functions and operates on a rotating sleep schedule.
Our responsibilities center around the rebuilding effort. He’s our all-around handyman: making bullets, fixing communication lines, setting up security perimeters, and basically anything needed to return to normalcy. And no, he will not be going green. My purpose is feeding survivors and repopulating the human race.
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