When I first saw the notice of the storm while it was still in the gulf, I didn't expect it to have much impact upon my life. Hurricane season was, well, over. The storm was forming well west of here, and even if it did head north and east, I expected it to cross well south (Atlanta?) from where I've been sitting for the last couple days watching the wind and rain.
What is it that storms in the I slot have against Virginia Beach?
Isabel was the storm from 2003. It was the storm that made me rethink how to deal with hurricanes. As in, I don't want to be anywhere near where the storm is going to be at Category 3 or above. As in I'm leaving if there is a better than 75% chance that the storm is going to be a strong Category 2 and on top of me within 72 hours.
Here I am, sitting in a house where the outside air is so wet that the wood on the railing for the stairs feels damp to the touch. And that railing is INSIDE the house. We don't have any water or leaks in the house (that we are aware of) so it seems the roof is OK. I did find a shingle in the backyard, but with the way the wind has been blowing, that could have come from the next state.
Now that I have moved to full time work from home (since April), I pretty much spend all day sitting in the loft at the computers. And the last 3 days I have had everyone home between the holiday and the weather closures.
I sent a tweet earlier asking if anyone remembered what the Sun looked like (a coworker sent me a link to NASA).
And in part, I'm starting to wonder what the world outside this house looks like.
I wonder if this weekend will eventually reveal a world not in perpetual twilight.
Good night everyone. I'm going to bed.