I live fairly near a major air force base. It's about 40 minutes away so I'm reasonably sure I'm out of immediate fireball range but well within "fried to a delicate black by fallout radiation" range and possibly within "They missed and hit nearby" range, I really don't know how accurate Russian missiles are and whether or not they'll hit everything in the general vicinity. So in that situation, there's a decent chance I die immediately.
Assuming I survive I own several hunting firearms as well as several bows and crossbows for the same purposes for defense or acquiring food and I hunt regularly so my skills aren't terribly bad, though I'd be worried the food I kill would be radiation-contaminated in the immediate future. I do have a basement, like everybody sane in tornado alley, so I can at least take cover though I doubt a couple of feet of dirt will protect against anything like a direct or even near hit.
As far as immediate survival I'm actually in good shape, I keep a fat stack of food and water on-hand for emergencies due to the weather periodically knocking everything out (I was literally iced in for about four days last month) so I can actually make it a tidy few months just on my stored canned food and fifty-odd pounds of dried beans, lentils, peas, and rice alone. I'm stocked up on a reasonable supply of spices and a couple of pounds of salt as well so I have trade goods if things go full Mad Max.
Assuming we go movie-style post-apocalypse (I presume those movies are approx. as accurate in that as Disney Pocohantas was, Talking Tree included), I have two vital skills that will assure me a solid position as a valued worker: I know how to make good quality soap old-school from ashes and fat (This is in fact my main hobby), and I know how to brew alcoholic beverages (secondary simply because there're significant legal restrictions on brewing, though surprisingly the police tend to throw a rather hard eye at soapmakers as well because we have a lot of overlap with meth labs in our tools and supplies). There's little chance a burgeoning survivalist colony won't take me in with that diverse skill set, Lord Humongous types so they can get drunk and heroic types so they don't have blackened skin and smell like dead yaks.
More likely I die quickly and somebody else manages to make a good position for themselves after scavenging my stash of dried beans and rice though.