So, we evacuated early Tuesday morning because of the impending hurricane. I have been trying to take it in stride and consider it an impromptu vacation. I’ve been trying to convince my husband of the same thing. However, he is stressed out because he’s not working, so he won’t get paid. I’m salary, so I will at least get paid for this week-----and hopefully we can get back to town ASAP so I can go back to work and keep getting paid. I just looked at my credit card and it’s through the roof because while my mom was in town, we booked our flights for Christmas and New Year’s, which I’d forgotten about already. Ahhh. We are okay though. I just have to keep reminding myself of that.
I’m getting cabin fever for sure. We are basically stuck at the hotel because we have the dogs and cannot leave them. I love my pups, so that’s okay. But of course, it’d be nice to get out and do something with this pent up energy. I am so sick of hearing or reading about the freaking hurricane. It feels like Day 789798 of Hurricane Florence coverage. I just want it to be over so I can go back home.
But again, I am trying to force myself to embrace it because we are here and we are safe.