I had plans to take in porch cushions and pull up the throw rugs in the basement, but I was not really planning for a month at home when I tried to pull into the Shop Rite parking lot. There were more cars than on the day before THANKSGIVING! Carts were laden as if they were planning for an extended period of being stuck at home.
I sighed as I drove around, wondering if I really needed to buy onions in order to make left-over-vegetables into soup, and finally decided that I would make do with some solidly packed, well aged onion powder that hopefully lurked in a closet's nether regions.
As I drove home, I questioned my hasty retreat from the crowd remembering the storms of past years like Superstorm Sandy (2012) that disrupted lives, airports, and electric for so many for so long. I remembered the damage from high winds when the trees are still laden with leaves. I remembered the challenge of providing care for my mom and aunt as well as their care-givers during days without electricity. I remembered the challenge of finding a flight during an end-of-life moment with airports closed.
I'm lucky that I do not, this time, have to worry about food and medicine for many others. I counted my blessings that I did not need to worry about an oxygen concentrator or an imminent appointment in the days ahead. I said a prayer for loved ones who would be traveling during the storm. I did my own "live-alone" checklist of what I really needed: flashlights; raincoat; tea; coffee and a back-up-phone-charger.
Then, I remembered the tree trimming company is scheduled to come on Monday. I really do hope the storm blows out to see with no damage; however, I suspect they will be busier that Shop Rite this morning.
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