Prepper Scrapbooking

Crafting In A Dangerous World

It started as a great idea. Transform my wife’s old crafting room into a workshop that was more “efficient”. Give her a place for the hundreds of rubber stamps, presses and “crafting” things that make up her world.

The low bid came in and work soon started. Living in Florida everything had to be hurricane proof. We were told someone from the State might “pop” in on us anytime after the completion of the “transformation” to see that it was “in” code.

We were assured that making the room immune to the rain, winds and other “typical” storm damage would not affect our desire for “cuteness”. The contractor said my wife would open the door and just cry over how amazing it was.

Much too long later, that’s exactly what she did. Because her girly craft room was turned into a prepper’s hideaway. Her new world was surely safe from the evil elements but dark, boring and very square.

Actually dark is an understatement. The old window was removed. Too dangerous. It had opened out to the pool and birds, squirrels, lizards, frogs and amazing butterflys. You could always see the higher portion of the sunsets down at the beach.

In it’s place was a solid metal-ish hurricane proof door. The walls were reinforced against the winds and sounds of any storm. Thick commercial carpeting now covered what was a beautiful old wood floor.

The “Key West” style fan was replaced by a military grey one with bomb proof lighting. The electric was now high grade with plugs that we were told could survive a thermo-nuclear attack. All those scrapbooking “tools” were stored in ugly green metal ammo cases.

It was a disaster. Oh wait, this room was shielded against disaster. I don’t know what it was, other than remarkably horrible.

Go ahead say it. Yes, we were stupid. We hired a contractor with a great low price that specialized in prepping who need some “normal” work to supplement his catering to the scary, anxiety-ridden, fearful shield us from the outside world “other” clientele.

The money is not there yet to fix things. Open to the door to our new prepper scrapbooking room and it reminds you of that “cell” in the television show “Blacklist”. We were thinking of renting out it to the NSA, CIA or some other A. We now have the ultimate safe house. A great place for secret agents to sew quilts and create custom greeting cards.

One of our little dogs ran in there when my wife was trying to find something. She closed the door and he was trapped inside for almost an hour until we realized he was in the prepper room. He actually walks now in a wide arc around the prepper door everytime he passes it, knowing that evil lurks there.

So live and learn. Our advice to you is watch out who you hire. The low bid isn’t always the best bid. On the positive side, we probably have the first prepper scrapbooking room in the country. Maybe we could make some money off that to bring the room back to it’s former airy self.