I’m following that good ol’ Florida philosophy: hope for the best, prepare for the worst.
As of this moment, I’m still not sure where I will be staying. I have two options and neither sets my mind at ease (mostly because there’s always the thought of what if). I’m preparing my kit, and will bring the plants inside by the end of the week, but I’m bracing for the worst.
Wishes, prayers, vibes, all positive forces welcome.
So the storm has come and gone, leaving mostly wet rounds and lights out for a lot of Miamians. Most shocking of all, my power made it through the winds… though, with my luck, it’ll probably go out when there’s not a breeze to be felt.
All well and good, except that they’re projecting a second hit (?!). It’s happened before. So the plants are going back out, the cold brew will be had, and my emergency meal prep will be eaten, but I may have to go through it all again in a few days. Gah!
Anyhow, I’m taking advantage of this day off (I had it off even before the storm), and going to get a loan for the new car. I can’t keep living with so much uncertainty.