So, it all happened so quickly i can't recall exactly what I was thinking when it all happened but I know I can tell you what went on. I had been out shopping when someone collapsed in the wal-mart I went to check it out,just cause I live in a small town and that is what we do in small towns, when the lady just got back up and started attacking the paramedic I wasn't about to stay there like everyone else so I ran and grab what I could and went back home. I came back home and armed myself with my war hammer made from cold steel and hard wood, then i procceded to the garage where I collected as much building material as possible. Using the war hammer I boarded up some weak spots and climbed to the roof to keep a look out for my husband. After a while I heard from my sister who was on a killing spree with the kids and brother-in-law, my parents i never heard from they went to vegas and never came back. well, finally my husband showed up in a flat bed truck he had stole from someone who probably couldn't use it any more. We embraced each other in relief that we were both still alive and began planning our survival by this time it was late and the sun was settling. I was so tired and the smell of blood was so thick in the air I could hardly breath. My husband spent the night plucking off zombies from the roof with his guns and I was practicing with a paintball gun, I never was good at aiming but it sure was fun. We finally gave it a rest and went inside to sleep and to wait for any distress calls. Sleeping was difficult due to the noise of stenches wandering around. I hope tomorrow I survive long enough to update you on how I am holding up until then I need rest. HAPPY HUNTING TO BOTH PARTIES!!!!!!!