Mary Oliver

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do

with your one wild and precious life?"

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Weekend with Sandy?

My plans to spend the weekend in my pajamas, knitting and watching Inspector Lewis videos got off to a slow start. My former mother-in-law has been in ICU all week with asthma related stuff, and I've been visiting her every day after work. Since Steve and I haven't eaten dinner together much this week as a result, he and I met for coffee Friday, and then went to dinner before I went to the hospital, which meant I didn't get home until 8:30.

It looks like Hurricane Sandy may be coming our way, depending on which weather report you believe. I stopped at the grocery store yesterday, but since it's just the two of us, I'm not particularly worried. I'm actually hoping for a day off school, isn't that awful? Who knew teachers long for days off just as much as the students do?

I spent most of Saturday running around, meeting my parents for lunch, doing a little shopping, grading papers at the coffee shop, and doing a little thrift store shopping with Steve. I bought an all wood chest of drawers to put in the spare bedroom, in what used to be Melissa's room, for only $35. After I get my yarn cleaned up from the moths, I'm going to put the yarn in ziplock bags and store it in the drawers. Not as pretty as all my baskets, but I don't want to go through this again.

By 5:00 p.m., I was finally able to get into my pajamas and sit on the couch to relax and enjoy the smell of a chicken roasting in the oven, while we listened to the wind and rain. We put all of our deck chairs and potted plants in the garage for safe keeping, and we are keeping our fingers crossed we don't have too bad of a storm. Unfortunately, it seems like the projected storm path is heading right for my oldest daughter's city in Connecticut, so I'm worried about her as well, although there isn't anything I can do about it.


This photo was taken at high tide this morning, just a few streets to the west of me. Streets are flooding, but so far, our street is okay.

I'm half way through my pile of papers, but first, a little knitting break. And some football.


  1. Stay safe, Rose. Oddly, we're supposed to catch the brunt of the storm when it gets to Canada, but by then it should have petered out somewhat. I'll be thinking of you.

  2. I hope all is well for you and you're staying as dry as possible.

  3. Hope the storm misses you. They are telling us to be prepared here in Ontario too.