I don't like storms whose names start with I. Irene and Isabelle really did a lot of damage a few years back. One of them pushed our boardwalk and the beach front houses two blocks back. We still have two massive black walnuts out back that came down that night. I don't like it at all when you see our little town's name on weather maps that look like this. They never talk about us at all unless it's something awful.
All Sunday night long my phone and bedroom dot were blowing up with warnings about Iasais and the thunderstorms we were already having. I didn't get much sleep.
My poor Alexa wore her self out with dire warnings and notifications all day Monday. As if the pandemic isn't enough to worry about. 2020 can you get any worse? I'm sure it can. I shouldn't have said that.
While The Mister was cleaning out gutters I gave the house a good vacuuming and put a pot of beans on the stove to simmer anticipating having no electricity. No electricity also means no water from the well so we have to fill up every bucket we can find and put them in the bathtubs to flush the toilets. Good times.
Oh, well. Hopefully by the time you read this it's all over and we will have dodged the bullet. If not, I'll be back when the lights are back on. In the meantime here's Pup in her "rolly". She likes to sit in it while I vacuum. I'm really hoping we don't have to spend the night in the under stairs closet again. Sigh.....