During every storm along the east coast, we always prepare for the worst. When I say “we”, I mean the residents that have lived here for a while. In my neighborhood, they like to tell stories about all the hurricanes and what happened with each one. There were Floyd parties, Katrina ramblings, and Irene stories. So, I made my preparations on Friday, went to my friend’s house Saturday night for her event, we called it Octoberfestorm, and ran out in the rain yesterday to get some last-minute costume things for my kids…there was no one there. Ha.
Last night I could not still the unrest of my mind as I tried to sleep. We have 100 feet trees or more surrounding our house. During every storm, a few in the neighborhood usually go down. So once again I prayed that if any went down, they would miss everyone’s houses as they always have. I fell into a deep sleep only to wake up this morning from a horribly weird Stephen King dream. For real. Whew. I could write some horror stories from some of my nightmares. Anyway, moving on. The yard is flooded. The sandbags in front of my garage are holding. There are a few limbs down, but we are all safe. I think it’s time I called that tree man. Oh, and I am off work today. The storm is not over yet.
I will survey the area when I can and possibly do one of my photo updates with just pictures and captions. I like doing those. I might even measure the water height with my dachshunds. No, wait, that’s not nice.
“If patience is worth anything, it must endure to the end of time. And a living faith will last in the midst of the blackest storm.” ~Mahatma Ghandi
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You and your lovely family stay warm and safe, pretty lady. Thinking of you.
Thank you girl! There is a flood out back already…argh. Putting the weenies in a raft to pee…not sure about that idea.
stay safe it is pretty crazy out there. my sis is in boston hunkering down waiting for it. yikes
We were fine! I hope your sis is too:)