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susandennisIt seems like work has been non stop from the first thing in the a.m. until I leave for home for the past few weeks. It's far better than being bored to death but a little breather is really welcome and that's that I got today. It's not a boring day but it's sure not full tilt like it has been. Nice.
I did have time to create a new ToDo list this afternoon and that may have been a mistake. Turns out I'm not nearly as caught up and organized as I thought. Oh well.
Hurricane season in the South. My Mom lives in hurricane alley... Charleston, SC. The hurricane du jour seems to be Isadore. But, she says she has extra water, extra candles, extra flashlights and a full tank of gas. My Dad was still alive in 1989 when Hugo hit and hit big. They chose to ignore the civic warnings to evacuate and they stayed at their house. What in the heck do two Oklahoma natives know about hurricanes?? A little rain? A little wind? Big deal. They learned the size of the deal and have since always had an evacuation route planned and the gas tank full. My Mom continues the tradition. She is generally the first one out of town and has never been sorry.
That same year I was living in San Jose, California and about a month after her hurricane, we had a little earthquake... None of us suffered any of the damage or injury that we could have or that others did - we were lucky. We did spend a fair amount of time getting our shit back together on each coast. They had it even worse than I did. In the South, especially when you are not loaded with closet space, you take your winter clothes and store them at the dry cleaners in the Spring and pick them up again sometime after Halloween. Except if you dry cleaners is blown off the map by a hurricane. They never saw their winter clothes - or their dry cleaners again.
In California the earthquake knocked my hot water heater off it's feet. I just moved in with my boyfriend who had hot water. He also had a really creepy skill. He could foretell earthquakes. He'd actually feel them a good 30 to 45 seconds before anyone else. Enough time for you to grab stuff that might fall. It was weird but very handy because we had a whole lot of fairly good sized after shocks for weeks afterward.
yadda yadda - when I get extra time I do tend to just blather. wow.
I did have time to create a new ToDo list this afternoon and that may have been a mistake. Turns out I'm not nearly as caught up and organized as I thought. Oh well.
Hurricane season in the South. My Mom lives in hurricane alley... Charleston, SC. The hurricane du jour seems to be Isadore. But, she says she has extra water, extra candles, extra flashlights and a full tank of gas. My Dad was still alive in 1989 when Hugo hit and hit big. They chose to ignore the civic warnings to evacuate and they stayed at their house. What in the heck do two Oklahoma natives know about hurricanes?? A little rain? A little wind? Big deal. They learned the size of the deal and have since always had an evacuation route planned and the gas tank full. My Mom continues the tradition. She is generally the first one out of town and has never been sorry.
That same year I was living in San Jose, California and about a month after her hurricane, we had a little earthquake... None of us suffered any of the damage or injury that we could have or that others did - we were lucky. We did spend a fair amount of time getting our shit back together on each coast. They had it even worse than I did. In the South, especially when you are not loaded with closet space, you take your winter clothes and store them at the dry cleaners in the Spring and pick them up again sometime after Halloween. Except if you dry cleaners is blown off the map by a hurricane. They never saw their winter clothes - or their dry cleaners again.
In California the earthquake knocked my hot water heater off it's feet. I just moved in with my boyfriend who had hot water. He also had a really creepy skill. He could foretell earthquakes. He'd actually feel them a good 30 to 45 seconds before anyone else. Enough time for you to grab stuff that might fall. It was weird but very handy because we had a whole lot of fairly good sized after shocks for weeks afterward.
yadda yadda - when I get extra time I do tend to just blather. wow.