
Marriage, Mayhem, and the Bug Out Bag
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Kurt Johnson

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If you had told me years ago that I’d be labeling shelves in our basement for rice, beans, and backup batteries while my wife muttered “you’ve officially lost it,” I probably would’ve shrugged and said, “Yeah, but we’ll still be eating when the lights go out.” Welcome to my life.
I’m Kurt Johnson. Husband to the world’s most patient woman, Trish. Dad to two smart, sarcastic, occasionally horrified daughters named Stephanie and Alexandria. And full-time prepper-slash-human tornado who believes duct tape, coffee, and a solid bug out plan can solve 98 percent of life’s problems. The other 2 percent? That’s Jackson. My best friend, partner in survival, and a walking public health advisory. The man smells like a dead animal wrapped in wet socks, refuses to bathe unless it’s raining, and somehow still shows up every time with some crazy life-saving tip none of us saw coming. The girls avoid him like he’s contagious, Trish barely tolerates him, and I… well, I keep him around because he’s reliable and makes me look like I have my life together.
This book isn’t about being a perfect prepper. I’m not here to guilt you into stockpiling freeze-dried kale or building a $20,000 underground bunker. This is about real life. Real marriage, real family, real chaos—and how we manage to prepare for disaster in the middle of all of it. You’ll hear about the time Trish nearly torched my bug out bag in a fit of rage. The time I tried to convince my daughters that rabbit stew was a delicacy (they still haven’t forgiven me). The time Jackson built a rocket stove in my driveway that set off three car alarms. It’s not pretty. It’s not polished. But it works.
Because prepping isn’t just about surviving. It’s about making it through the madness together. As a family. Even if that family thinks you’re insane for storing 300 cans of chili in the crawlspace.
So if you’ve ever tried to sneak a LifeStraw into your wife’s purse “just in case,” or explained bug out routes during dinner, or argued with your teenager about why a solar generator is a romantic anniversary gift, you’re in the right place.
This is Marriage, Mayhem, and the Bug Out Bag. Let’s dive in.