I had a notion that I would spend today liveblogging Hurricane Sandy/the Frankenstorm, but as of now, not a whole lot has happened. The scene on my porch from a couple of hours ago has not changed appreciably:
The leaf hasn’t even blown away.
So far, I’ve had coffee and pumpkin bread. I’ve read a little, watched a little Criminal Minds and a lot of the local news coverage, and played with the kittens. I’ve folded a bit of laundry, played a lot of Words with Friends, and spent boatloads of time on Twitter. I’ve been amused by and already gotten bored with horse-head guy.
And it’s still just rainy and a little windy. Tom Petty was right: the waiting is the hardest part.
I’m not really in any hurry, though.
It’s definitely getting windier, and as the gusts get bigger, my anxiety about the enormous cedar tree right outside my living room windows grows, too. A big piece of it spilt off during Snowmageddon a couple of years ago, and it has not seemed that stable to me since. I just hope that when it goes it aims itself away from the building.
Part of the tree is visible in this picture I took of Harper checking out the storm this morning:
The federal government has already announced it will be closed tomorrow, which means my office will be too. (Many DC nonprofits follow the lead of the fed on closures, and mine is one of them.) I haven’t heard a thing about my flight on Wednesday, so presumably it’s still on, but it’ll be odd to head off on a work trip with zero office time beforehand.
Anyway. That’s all that’s new at this point.
Well, all has remained safe and fine in my little corner of the world, though some of the wind gusts have been downright terrifying. The news from New Jersey and New York City is terrible, however, and I know that we dodged a bullet here in DC. My thoughts are with folks there as I head off to bed…