Such a weird thing. My employer needs me to be here during the approach, actual storm, and until we get cleared to leave. They let me bring my dog and family and, really, I'm so thankful. This is the safest structure in town. They've got 4 generators and two sealed Wells. Power was out literally seconds beforea generator kicked on.
I'm typing this as my buddy sleeps in our shared office. My mom and kids are in another building on campus and my girlfriend is 20 miles away with her employer.
This is the Citrus County area. My buddy and I went out back around eleven pm to check it out and it seemed like a bad storm but nothing much else. I know it's foolish to get my hopes up. I'm going on 3 straight days at the office and while I've got my Switch and phone, and everyone is safe, I keep hoping my home is still gonna be around.
I don't want to have to find a new place and constantly having to be here at the office running things.
Ugh. Damn storm. 30 years here in Florida and I've never really had to go through one before. I'm anxious about waking up tomorrow, if I can get back to sleep, and seeing the whole damned town is like freaking scorched pile of bones and ashes. Not literally, of course, but seeing this town I love so much all fucked up. That's gonna hurt.
I want to be able to go home and snuggle in bed with the dog and girlfriend but, hell, I don't even know if we have a home anymore. I wish I'd thought to set up a camera somehow.