Part of the Florida adventure we knew we signed up for, was a hurricane or two. We thought they would happen infrequently. We were wrong. Last year we evacuated due to Matthew. This year it’s Irma, who is blowing in at an impressive Cat 5. Respect Irma, respect. We will heed the mandatory evacuation orders and get our butts out of town so you can do your hurricane thang.
The question as always is, what would you save if you could only take a few things with you. What really matters to you?
Here’s what matters to me. In addition to the stack of laptops and tower of external hard drives, I decided on art the girls made for me, the quilts I made for them, and my flute. Losing any of those would make me sad. The pup played it safe and hung out with the important stuff. He’s no hurricane dummy.