It’s time to kick Monday’s ass…
I’m feeling pretty low energy this week. If you’re not in a hurricane prone area, the stress of watching a storm coming in for weeks is probably not something you’re familiar with. (trust me – that’s a GOOD thing)
It’s… sucky. In a word. Because the forecasters never know where it’s going – it’s all predictions until the damn thing makes landfall. I remember living in Jacksonville, FL two years ago when Hurricane Irma hit.
In the weeks leading up to the storm, Irma’s track changed half a dozen times. It was gonna hit:
- the west coast of Florida (on the other side of the state from me)
- then it was gonna go up the east coast
- then it was gonna hit Alabama/Mississippi and go on to hammer Atlanta
- then it was coming up the middle of Florida, straight toward Disney World
Literally every time I thought about evacuating and started making plans about where to go, the storm would change directions and decide, “DAMN that place Angie’s evacuating to sounds really interesting. I think I’ll go there too!”
It’s a special kind of exhausting to be on high alert for weeks, in a constant will it/won’t it state, debating the merits of completely disrupting your life in order to get out ahead of the storm… vs staying and potentially LOSING your life.
Last Wednesday we got word that Hurricane Laura was heading straight toward Houston, and it was turning into a Category 4 (catastrophic) storm. The newscasters kept using the term “unsurvivable storm surge” and frankly it was terrifying.
I had my boyfriend up on a ladder, screwing plywood into the window framing. We had decided to stay because up until that point it was a Category 3 – a big ol’ storm, but not necessarily something that would destroy the entire coast. And in that situation, we like our odds better holed up at home with ALL our supplies, vs being caught on the road/out in the open with whatever supplies we can fit in the car.
But then Laura got upgraded to a Category 4… and we got a little scared. We went to bed Wednesday night thinking we’d be awakened in the night as the storm made landfall. Instead we woke up Thursday morning… we hadn’t had so much as a single thunderstorm overnight.
In the late night hours, the storm shifted to the east by 100+ miles and made landfall in Louisiana. And as much as it’s annoying to have done all that prep and experienced all the stress for not a whole lot – the alternative is unthinkable.
To say I’m extremely grateful to be writing this right now (and that I’m sending all my good vibes and donations to Louisiana) is an understatement.
And that’s life and business in a nutshell… sometimes all you can do is prepare for the worst and hope for the best. From time to time it works out in your favor, and that in and of itself is something to celebrate.
That brings us to this week’s video…