It is too soon to say if Irma is going to hit us directly. The entire Sunshine State is under a state of emergency. We have a week of crazy prep ahead of us. Already the stores are running out of water and other supplies. The gas stations are packed. The drumbeat of anticipation is relentless.
The Hunter and I grabbed a few things to beef up our usual camping supplies, but we are waiting until mid week for the rest.
I am concerned. Not about the storm, but the aftermath. Houston has unbelievable damage -estimated 500,000 cars damaged, plus we are all facing nationally rising prices on construction materials as demand soars. Now we are facing another catastrophic event. I don’t know if our country can handle it. I don’t know how my business will handle the disruption.
I don’t care too much about our stuff. I’m insured and I would be happy to cancel the lease due to damage. It’s the stress, the hard work, the heat, living without electricity for days and weeks — I’ve earned that merit badge several times. I know what’s ahead. Ugh.