I started drafting a post on Friday:
On the one hand, I can't wait to stop working and be on vacation, and it's taking forever to get there.
On the other, wait, I need to be packed and ready to go by when?
Right where I always am, in other words.
I have started to stalk the weather in upstate NY. I know that more then a few days out, it's not completely reliable, but it will give me an idea. As of midday Friday, this is what it says:
And right now, that idea is yes, pack your winter coat, Florida girl. Brrr!
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And now it's Saturday, and I'm looking at this:
Milton, currently a tropical storm but forecast to quickly become a hurricane, is looking very likely to hit us here in Florida on Wednesday. It's starting to look like I won't be flying to NY on Thursday, isn't it?
Happy birthday to me.
Shit, man. Just, shit.