Every time I hear that a Big Storm is coming our way, my survivalist hackles get all ruffled up. What? A Big Storm? I can handle that. As long as a tree doesn’t fall on my house.
Today, as the wind and rain picked up, I channeled Laura Ingalls. Well, my version of Laura Ingalls.
I put up essential vittles in case we lose power. I cooked beef bourguignon, a pumpkin pie, homemade whipped cream, pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, and hard-boiled 6 eggs. That, in addition to the oatmeal chocolate chip cookies (almost a breakfast food!) I made the other day when I heard there might be a Big Storm.
I checked in with the townsfolk as I gathered supplies. A guy who showed up at the same stores I did, fruitlessly searching for “D” batteries became my shopping buddy. We shared information about which stores were sold out and where we were headed next. The check-out gal at the grocery store and I chatted about making sure we had enough toilet paper for the Big Storm. This is something I do not normally discuss with strangers, but a Big Storm just seems to bring people closer.
And, I secured the premises by putting the patio furniture and lacrosse nets in the garage and making sure the animals were fed and watered and safe for the night. I am pretty sure the chicken coop will stay put, now that it is secured to the ground.
I am so glad I don’t have to prepare for a Big Storm everyday. It is exhausting being a survivalist. Going to bed now and will try to enjoy the sound of the rain and wind in the trees and channel my inner Scarlet O’Hara and not worry about tomorrow. Fiddle-dee-dee.
Loved your post. Control what you can let go of what you can’t
Very good advice for us all! I hope you are enjoying your enforced downtime, courtesy of this storm.
Hope you are safe and sound and can see this comment. And yes–oatmeal cookies are totally a breakfast food. They must be, as I had one for breakfast yesterday, even though I don’t have a Big Storm coming.
I am so glad to know that we agree on the broad definition of “breakfast food.” Currently watching the big gusts blow my huge oak trees around. Glad to know they are some of the strongest and most flexible trees – and less likely to break because of it. The gusts are what makes this storm feel so different – you never know if one is going to be The Big One to do some damage. So far, so good!