Again a Storm Comes
Posted on | September 25, 2004 | 2 Comments
And I realize how weary I am of this madness.
So, we have scrounged together the necessary supplies, and now we wait. I wish the storms wouldn’t hit during the night, which scares me. I would rather see what is coming. It’s a psychological thing. I think She is pissed at Florida. She would have to be to put us under this kind of duress. But I understand the way She works, and I will just hope that we make it through without incident. But it does wear on you, this on again off again stress. The sigh of relief when they pass is not worth the stress and gray hairs. I have been through a hurricane. The experience, while novel and insightful, does not warrant a repeat performance. I hate the waiting game. I hate the unknown. I need to move, soon.
She is going to be a bitch, this little woman named Jeane. I am sending out hope and blessings to all of us in the path of this warring woman. She will test patience and courage. But I know it will all work out the way its supposed to. It always does.
For the storm, we bought Lord of the Rings Risk. I am a dork extrodianrre. We also have plenty of water and batteries. We also picked up a book light so one of us can read. The laptop is powered up, as is the iPod. We have a radio and I cranked the air down low, hoping that it will remain cool in here, at least for a little while. I am going to assume we are going to lose power. That’s just the way of things with these storms. The power lines are still patched together in some places, so it makes sense that some people will be in the dark. I have connected with friends, extending invitations in case. I tried to call the parents, but they are out again. Mom can’t make me feel better right now. I think David and I will be fine, but again, I worry about my furry kids. Although with Charlie, Valentine and David stood at the front door (which is glass) for quite a while. I kow they aren’t scared. But I am. I admit it. It is starting to eat away at me like a cancer. I think I will go and cuddle the man. That always makes me feel better.
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September 25th, 2004 @ 10:42 pm
I am making cookies…which has become a hurricane ritual… bake for the boys….it kills time….
Hope you all are well…..
September 25th, 2004 @ 10:15 pm
I am very bored.