Come on, Irene (yeah you know what I mean)

After the wildfire smoke infesting our air, and the earthquake, you’d think VA would be spent on natural disasters for the remainder of the year… unfortunately for us, that is not the case.
We deal with storms, tornadoes, and hurricanes here all the time, but in my adult life I honestly can’t even remember the last time we had a serious hurricane come our way. Usually by the time it gets to us, it’s downgraded to a tropical storm or right above, which is nothing to really be concerned about.
People might argue that Isabelle 8 years ago was a nasty hurricane, but the biggest problem for us there was flooding and power outages… and I was living in CA at the time, so that doesn’t even count for me.

Irene (seems to be the pesky I named hurricanes that get us) is another story. She is making a beeline straight for us, and for the first time I can ever remember, there is talk of evacuation. That makes me nervous, and I NEVER get nervous about storms.

I guess with how this house swayed back and forth in response to a baby earthquake, I am worried how it could react to strong sustained winds. Will it collapse? Will it fair well? Will we have to spend Saturday night sleeping on the living room floor?

After losing power for 4 days during a snowstorm when Parker was an infant, that is another HUGE worry of mine. With Isabelle, power was gone for 2 weeks for a lot of people… with two small kids, we would have a seriously hard time without power for that long. Not having hot water for 2 weeks when we moved in was MORE than enough of not having something for me.

My Dad is evacuating up to his cabin in the mountains to avoid the storm. My step mother just had hip surgery so being without power or water would be really bad for her recovery. I don’t know WHAT we’re going to do.

I miss the days where instead of panicking about impending severe weather, I got excited about being out of school, or about all the hurricane parties I could have. It ALMOST makes me miss the old house, a one story brick rancher. A hurricane could huff and puff, but that place wasn’t coming down. This place? Eehhh… i’m not so sure how much huffing or puffing it can withstand.

Posted on August 25, 2011 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment
Holdin' Holden

About Holdin' Holden