I hate to admit that but it's true.
Our company left early this morning and made it home to Tampa. They have power but a lot of people down there don't.
Everything in Florida is down to that right now- Do you have power?
I picked up some branches this afternoon and hauled them to the burn pile and then strolled to the end of the block to see if I could see any Duke Energy repair trucks glowing like holy things on the road, but I did not. Mr. Moon saw some on his way home from town.
When I was walking back, a woman in a truck stopped and said to me, "You got power?"
"No m'am," I told her. "Do you?"
"No. I live in Monticello. My son in Tallahassee just got his back on."
"That's good. Did you get any damage?"
"Nah, just a few branches down. Everyone saying that storm was gonna be so bad. It just wasn't."
"I know. It was crazy."
"Everyone going crazy," she said. "They need to trust in GOD!" She pointed to the ceiling of the truck. "The man upstairs!"
"That's right!" I said with all of the unbridled enthusiasm of a river-baptized, five-nights-a-week-church-going BELIEVING woman.
What the fuck ever.
Tell that to St. Martin.
I guess we just have real good prayers here in the Florida Panhandle.
We did all freak out but fuck if they weren't telling us to. Except for one local meteorologist named Rob Nucatolo. I came to love that man. He does FB chats and the weather on a local channel and he'd say things like, "Look, they keep saying we're going to get hurricane force winds and massive flooding up here and it's just not going to happen. If you want to get all freaked out, go up a few channels. They'll be glad to help you."
Then he'd discuss things like SCIENCE and PHYSICS and tell everyone to calm down.
I wanted to believe him with all of my heart.
And he was right.
He was right about where the storm was going to go and who would be affected and how. He didn't make light of anything but he just told what he, as a long-time meteorologist foresaw happening.
He helped me for sure.
Anyway. Shit. I've got the blues for some reason and I have no right to them at all. We had no real damage and I didn't even lose sleep. We ate like royalty and our freezer full of stuff is absolutely fine. The temperature is mild. I have running water! I don't have hot water but so what? I turn on the faucet and it comes out! Water! I have internet! I have about a thousand branches to pick up but that's no big deal. I even went to town and got to hang out with Jessie and August and then we went to lunch with one of her housemates and Lily and Owen and Gibson and Maggie.
I took pictures but they all suck.
So why am I feeling this way? I have no idea.
We sure were pumped up for about a week beforehand. Irma took over our LIVES! Our highways were filled with evacuees. Our town was filled with evacuees. We bought everything on the shelves at Publix and Costco. We prepared and then we prepared some more. We boarded windows and cleared the yard. We put mattresses in hallways. We watched the Weather Channel incessantly. We checked Irma's progress and the forecasts online like we were being payed by the hit. We cut down trees and trimmed branches. We drained the entire state of available gasoline and canned ravioli.
But. It's so much better to be over-prepared than it is to be under-prepared. And there were parts of the state hit hard and it's going to be a long time before things are anywhere near back to normal.
I tell you what, though. Those two kids who stayed here may have had one of the best times of their lives. They were just precious. They loved my chickens so much I couldn't believe it. They loved our house, they loved our trees, they loved the train tracks, they loved it all.
That's them, Grace and Cam in front of the big oak in our front yard. They really are that affectionate and loving towards each other. Cam asked if they could take home some of the eggs they'd gathered and I told him of course and packed them all up for the trip to Tampa. He wanted to show his daddy.
Their parents have done so well with them.
And speaking of chickens, they're all fine. If Dottie was a mammal, I'd say she's weaned her babies. She's pretty much completely disconnected from them and it seems as if the transition has been painless. She's a very fine mother.
So that's the news from Lloyd where I can't complain but somehow do anyway.
You make me laugh (you and the woman in the truck), you make me sigh (I sure do understand that anticlimactic apocalypse hangover), you make me love you, always.ReplyDelete
so glad to hear you are all faring well. no power is a nuisance, yes....... but one adapts to that (surprisingly well)..... The preparation and pre-Irma anxiety has drained you...... but you'll charge back up! You did famously! I lift my wine glass to you tonight! Susan MReplyDelete
That is the biggest Oak tree I have ever seen. Following Irma was almost a nice break from the really scary stuff coming out of Washington and of course North Korea.ReplyDelete
Glad that you and yours are safe. So much emotional trauma for you, of course you are blue. That oak is mighty thing.ReplyDelete
I can understand your blue mood. You were in flee mode! That has to take a lot out of you. I'm glad your friend with her kids were with you because you take care well. I'm so glad the outcome was less than expected. Every time I woke in the night I came to check on yours. I hope it's over now.ReplyDelete
Well, I don't know a lot about science but I have read a lot about the Flight, Flight and Freeze response and I know that afterwards it's normal to be very tired and very emotional. Take some naps. A nap, in my opinion, is one of the best medicines ever.ReplyDelete
Thank you for posting, Mary. I checked several times today to see if you had posted and it's so good to know you are okay.
I love this post. I love that things aren't so bad for you and your family.ReplyDelete
Yep, too much flight or fight. It truly does drain a person, you've been on high alert for too long. That tree in your front yard is an amazing powerful big tree.ReplyDelete
I heard that old Rush Limbfuck claimed the Irma warnings were the liberal media's way to sell water and food from grocery stores. I thought, Fuck him! But in all seriousness, I am very glad that so many were spared the predicted devastation. My friend Carl is in Houston helping out this week and says that it's horrific. The whole world is so -- what -- tenuous these days? Or are we just older and more aware?ReplyDelete
You were in the cone of uncertainty, it could've totally been the eyewall.ReplyDelete
Your post(s) is(are) overwhelmingly, overwhelmingly positive, grateful and celebratory. Subjectively stating how you feel isn't complaining.
You probably are feeling a bit of post-adrenaline slump. I totally get that. The thing about hurricanes is, it's hard to know what they're going to do. Florida got lucky this time but it could just as easily have been Andrew all over again, especially down South.ReplyDelete
so glad Irma was a non-event for you. I was worried. I see you've been spammed by the same 'person' as me. that's a link to a porn site I believe. I always delete them. they his me on 6 different posts today.ReplyDelete
Finally have enough cell service to tell you how very happy I am that you all are safe and undamaged. We are very grateful in south Florida that all we lost were trees, fence, internet. We were lucky to get power back yesterday. We are all exhausted but thankful.ReplyDelete