Since then things have lightened up a bit: I have less trouble getting to town, which means it's easier to convert money to commodities and the need to do so is less immediately urgent. But the principal remains. And so does the situation, on a macro level: My food stocks are badly depleted after the winter, and I'm sitting on lots of money from all those geiger counters. I've been putting off doing the obvious thing, because possessing more money than it's convenient to carry in a wallet is a rather unusual feeling and I wanted to savor it for a while. But wouldn't I feel stupid if the stores all closed tomorrow?
Landlady's been holding the accumulated cash because a) she has a bank account and I don't, and b) it was always most likely that she'd be the one spending it anyway. So when she returns to the city at the end of the weekend she'll go armed with a rather alarming shopping list.
Yup, I'm primed for the biggest food buy of my life. Details to follow.
ETA: Someone has just reminded me that since the world is due to end tomorrow, I'm a bit late on that.
Curses! Foiled again!
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Indeed. I'm sitting here trying to use the "end of the world" as a good excuse not to get any work done...
And then I realized that I work for myself so I don't need an excuse! LOL
But, my boss is a real bitch, so I'm going to work anyway. Can't hurt. :)
Joel, Joel. Not to worry! Tomorrow is the end of the world only for the people God loves enough to sweep right up into heaven.
For the rest of us, it's a big, worldwide earthquake that'll fling the dead right out of their graves and leave the rest of us hurtin'.
The actual end of the world doesn't come until October 21. So you see? You've got five full months to play survivalist -- and maybe even fight off some zombie hordes!
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