I’m at the edge of the Apocalypse

We woke up yesterday morning to a bright red sun hanging in an orange sky. Everything was tinted sepia, like in those vintage photos.

I thought for a sec that we’d dropped into Mad Max’s post-apocalyptic world.

Of course, what we were experiencing was heavy smoke and ash blowing through our area from the horrific Southern California fires some 100 miles south of us.

Two months ago, Deb and I were worried about friends and family struggling through firestorms 300 miles to the north in Sonoma and Napa counties. Now, we’re fretting about family and friends to the south.

In this effin state, if the politicians don’t kill you, it’s the quakes or fires.

As a lifelong Californian, I remember it always being that way.

Carrying a bug-out bag in the trunk of your SUV for emergencies ain’t all that uncommon in these parts.

Gotta be prepared, after all.

That’s never a bad idea.

Getting prepared for economic hard times is a great idea, too.

You never know when the boss might call you into the office for some final thoughts.

With that in mind, you might wanna download this “survival report” of mine…

Split-Second Solopreneur

Keep your head up!

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