It's gonna get rough here tonight guys. Or early morning, at least. I think we are going to pack up and go to mom and dad's house. I have to admit that I am scared. I have visions of terrible things happening to people all over and I hate it. It's creepy to just sit here and wait. It's weird that the sun is out and all is calm but we KNOW that something bad is about to happen and we cannot stop it.
We can, however, be prepared. I am gathering stuff that cannot be replaced- my wedding album, my papers, my grandmother's ring, Luke's grandfather's watch, and WHAT ELSE? Goodness, I don't know. My tummy is nervous and my hands are shaky. My heart is heavy and it's aching. I'm angry at the Democrats who said that Gustav is 'hilarious' . That is really classy, guys. Come stand in the middle of this and laugh at him then. SICKO...
Labels: anxiety, crazy, hurricane