It looked for a while like Isaac was headed straight for us, here in Pensacola. Raj got a message on Saturday saying that the base was closing on Sunday, they wouldn't have class again until Thursday, and they were being offered the opportunity to come fill sand bags on base Sunday afternoon.
We spent Sunday morning moving everything from outside in and valuables into the only two areas without windows: the master bath and my closet.
We figured if we were evacuating, we might as well make a vacation of it. I emailed my friend Vicki in Nashville to ask if we could crash with her for a couple of days, pending Raj's actual evacuation order. She said she'd start getting the guest room ready for us. I started researching things to do in Nashville.
Then Raj went in to fill sandbags. And was sent home because there was no point because the base was staying open. The hurricane had turned west sufficiently that they'd decided not to close and Raj's class would continue as usual on Monday. They'd decide on Monday afternoon what to do from there.
So we bought some canned food and a couple of gallons of water. Raj bought a super fancy tripod flashlight and batteries. If it comes down to it, we've got 72 white votives in a box in the guest room closet (aka Wedding Storage Area) as well. And there's this:
Because if life gives you a hurricane not coming close enough to justify an evacuation vacation but still likely to take out the electricity, you can at least use it to justify a bender, right?
If you'll excuse me, I need to take a shower while we still have hot water and then make some Hurricane Preparedness Cookies. I can't believe NOAA left them off their survival kit list. Good thing one of us has our head in the game.