Usually once or twice a year, Central Floridians get the joy of hunkering down as a natural disaster rips through the state. Locals and tourists alike go into a state of panic, as the nearby gas stations run out of petrol and the local supermarket shelves sit bare.
All houses near the coast come with mandatory shutters and the debate ensues on the threshold of wind in which you will finally succumb to break out the ladder. My neighborhood has gotten lax over the years and I don’t even flinch until 70+ mph. What people don’t tell you, is that shutters block all the natural daylight from existence and you are stuck in a dark dungeon to waste the hours away.
However, I thoroughly enjoy the downtime and quiet refuge. And I’m one of those that really dives into all those projects on the to do list that have sat for way too long. Plus I usually chose a new TV series to binge watch and loose all track of time (remember, I’m in a huge black box where time is irrelevant).
I obviously make light of the situation, but it is always fortunate when we don’t lose power or have any substantial damage….. the threat is always out there!