My Husband and Boyfriend would both be Zombie Fodder
putting my partner and me at risk!
Sitting around the other night talking, we decided that my husband and boyfriend would be zombie fodder when the zombie apocalypse strikes. Especially if it is spread via virus.
We watch the news. We read the news. And we listen to what the doctors and nurses do, who are on the front lines. We even moved the autopsy table out of the dungeon, and put it in the living room. That is our “quarantine” table. It’s much easier to clean a stainless steel surface than a wooden surface with a nice finish.
I was never so happy as when we moved the Matacide, Spray Nine and bleach / water solution out of the kitchen, and on to the quarantine table. It was personally nerve racking wondering if the few surfaces that I had to work with for food preparation had been properly cleaned. The kitchen was no longer the staging location for incoming packages and groceries.
When we go out, each person has a mask for each stage of the trip we are doing. We bring enough gloves to change at each leg as well. After returning to the car, we dispose of the gloves and masks then use hand sanitizer, and will also sanitize the credit card that was used.
