The weird thing about hurricanes is they take FOREVER to get here but then once they arrive they are gone in less than a day. Hurricane Irma showed up in St. Augustine, FL around 3:00 AM Monday morning (so really late Sunday). She also brought a friend with her…do you know what friend that is? A TORNADO!
There were 70 MPH winds, twisters landing places, and lots and lots of RAIN. We got 6-12 inches of rain. Oh yeah, and on Sunday it rained on and off all day thanks to a Noreastern rain storm.
By 10 am the next morning it was sunny again. IRMA had FINALLY left Florida.
On Monday we had no power at home and the entire DOWNTOWN area was CLOSED. Like who has ever heard of a downtown area being closed? It’s crazy. All the bridges were also closed.
My sister in law had power so we stayed with her on Monday. When we got up on Tuesday the neighbor called that we had power and downtown was open. So we went home.
No damage to the house. Just got water in the garage but nothing seems to be damaged.
Still waiting to hear from my job and it’s seriously torture…meh.
But other than that everything seems to be slowly reopening. Many stores and restaurants are opened today for those without power. The gas stations are SLOWLY getting gas. I’m waiting for the gas station around the corner to get gas because my scooter is out.
The gyms are opening so people can go shower. A few salons are giving free washes/haircuts to those without power.
People are bonding together. They are having a special mass tonight at 5 pm that we’re planning on going to. Later I’m going to St. Vincent de Paul thrift store to help my mom with some things.
All in all, things are slowly getting back together. Sometimes I’m not sure which is worse waiting for the hurricane to get here or waiting for life to go back to normal when dealing with the aftermath.
I have a whole new meaning for the phrase, “She came in like a hurricane.”