Troubled Seas
Hurricanes. The baine of Florida, along with terrible drivers and hair curling humidity.
This week has been increasingly anxious about Irma. Irma sounds so nice, like a sweet old grandma. But this Irma, she's the wooden spoon wielding grandma of your nightmares. Or maybe just mine! Already she has caused irreparable destruction and casualties. I've never really experienced a hurricane like what we were expecting and while I wasn't afraid of anything, I was so anxious to not have a plan. I wanted to know where/if were were going. Why haven't I learned that my plans are never as good as the ones I end up with?! We finally decided Friday night to leave the next morning if nothing had changed for the better. 3 of us and 2 dogs piled in, still unsure of where we'd end up. On our way up the coast we passed so many hotels booked and restaurants that were closed. More anxiety. So much so that at one point, I was done, and we got back on 95 to go home and stick it out. One of the very last places I called to stay ended up having vacancies, was dog friendly and offered a hurricane discount! Win!! It's in Myrtle Beach, further than we expected to go, but so beautiful So hopefully now we can make the best of a bad situation and enjoy our time here. We are hoping and praying Irma does minimal damage and everyone stays safe. Stuff is just that and while I hope our home is still in one piece, everything is replaceable. xo
