If there were ever a Zombie Apocalypse I would do great at retrieving things inside Walmart, like a reconnaissance mission. The thought actually came to me today when I had to run in and only had five minutes to retrieve four items and each were on opposite sides of the supercenter (which admit it, we all hate doing). I completed the mission and checked out in record time.
This is when it hit me: I truly believe I know where everything inside the store is located. If I had to (in dire Zombie circumstances of course) retrieve a first aid kit, fishing tackle, ammunition, Zombie-be-gone-spray (patent pending), a can of beans, gas-x (no need in giving my location away because of ‘digestive issues’), and gluten free pretzels I could do it in record time. I’m like a Walmart savant- much to my husband’s chagrin! It is like my mom-super-power.

You also need to know I am not a fan of the Walking Dead, however, I blame them for my survival thoughts! I hate shows that scare me!

These are my Not-So-Sane Saturday thoughts!