Last week, the weather forecasters started hyping a hurricane in the Atlantic Ocean that looked as though it was going to hit the east coast. By Friday afternoon, the office was officially in a frenzy as we covered computers and claims files in plastic and put sandbags in front of all of the doors. For those of you who don't know, I really like weather-related stuff. When I was in elementary school, I used to watch the weather channel and hope that one day I would be a meteorologist.
On Saturday, Adam and I went to the Penn State game with his parents. While we were there, they issued evacuation orders for alot of the Delaware coast. I started to get a little bit worried, but still figured it was all just weatherman hype. On Sunday morning, we got up early and went to the store in Pennsylvania to pick up a few things because I knew Delaware stores would be crazy. We drove home and settled in for the "storm of the century". Around 7:00 on Sunday night, my boss called and said the office would be closed on Monday. Cue happy dance!
When we woke up on Monday morning, it was raining, but there was really no wind. Throughout the day, the wind picked up little by little and I watched nervously as the trees in the backyard swayed back and forth. I issued a few prayers that they wouldn't topple over onto our house. By Monday night, the lights were flickering and I was sure that the house would be powerless by Tuesday morning. To my surprise, we woke up on Tuesday with power and just some extra leaves on the porch. The office was closed again, so I spent the day reading and doing some things around the house. Luckily, Adam's parents house on Rehoboth Bay made it through the flooding unscathed.
So thanks, Sandy for keeping my power on, for not knocking down any trees in our yard; and, for a four day weekend
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