I like where we are, but SoFl is a builders market. It relies heavily on tourist trade, new families moving in, etc.. My city is all about how it looks, so we can’t plant in the back yard (hell, we have one of the biggest back yards in our development – a development full of zero property lines, we happen to be on a corner so we almost have a double lot) or bring in livestock.

I don’t mean to sound apocalyptic either, and I don’t think we’re headed there… but our current generations are not equipped for a Great Depression the way our ancestors were in the 20s. We just can’t handle it, we don’t know how to live that way.

I just hope we can hunker down and make it through.

I am thankful that Oklahoma isn’t going to be as affected as other parts of the country, our banks and housing markets learned a lot of lessons from the oil bust of the 70s & 80s. Financial markets here just didn’t take the same risks.

You can always go homestead again if things get rough enough. That is our final emergency plan, to move to the cabin in the mountains that my family owns, get some chickens and start a garden. I figure with my sewing skills and Chris’s mechanical skills, we will be able to set up trade for anything me might need. It sounds all apocoliptic, but I really think of that stuff late at night when I can’t sleep.