Slacking Again

The procrastinator/slacker in me is coming out. I've got several things that need to be done this afternoon and I'm obviously not doing any of them at the moment. Mission Friends has to be planned for tomorrow night. I've sort of gotten started on that, but I still have tomorrow, right? I need to make a grocery list as I am going grocery shopping tonight after work. I really need to finish the dresses for Melissa's Abbey. I can't do that at work, so that will have to wait until tonight at home. (I was supposed to finish the 2nd one last night, but I was glued to the TV all evening because of the threat of bad weather. I'm such a chicken when it comes to bad weather.) Laundry needs to be done, the living room picked up, Andrew's room picked up, and dishwasher loaded and run. I've also got Sim City 3000 and a couple of books waiting. I'll get around to all of it eventually...

I was able to get through to my parents Thursday morning before their phone went out. They survived Hurricane Ivan, but it isn't pretty. I've been checking www.pensacolanewsjournal.com off and on for the last several days to see the pictures of what Ivan did. It's so sad to me to see all these familiar landmarks destroyed. I've also been reading the updates. My parents have been without water, sewer, and electricity since Thursday. They're going to have to get a new roof because a pine tree limb fell through theirs. Another pine tree missed the house by about 2 feet. New carpet is in order because of the limb through the roof.

On a happy note, my grandmother, who weathered the storm with my parents, has power AND running water. My family was able to take showers Saturday night. They also got a hot meal a few doors down at my great-aunt's.

Aw man. I typed out this whole long thing about Hurricane Ivan and I lost it somehow. My parents should be preparing to sit this bad boy out right about now. They live in the western panhandle of Florida. I can imagine it all now since I've gone through it quite a few times. My dad will be picking up all the clutter outside that will become projectiles once the wind picks up. That is, unless he's at work picking stuff up off the floors and lower shelves since they flood everytime it rains. My grandmother will either drive to my parents' house or my mother will go pick her up. She'll have everything of importance with her. They'll hang out in the living room/kitchen until the weather starts getting really bad and then they'll camp out in the hallway with all the doors closed. They'll have the radio plugged in listening to people call in and tell how bad it is at their house. It was always neat to listen to what was going on it other parts of the county. They'll do this until the electricity goes out, and it will go out. I can't remember a time when it didn't go out during a hurricane. They should have plenty of batteries to put in the radio so they can hear the updates and to put in the battery-operated TV to get the ocassional pictoral update. They'll munch on non-perishable snack foods until the worst is over. They should still be able to cook since the stove is gas. If not, then they'll still have the gas grill for cooking until the electricity comes back on. (Whenever that may be-they're predicting longer than just a few days since crews are still working elsewhere in Florida). Anyway, I feel that my parents will be relatively safe in their cinder block house. The only thing I'm slightly concerned about are the two or three huge oak trees in their yard and the neighbor's yards. I'm praying that they stay put. I'm sure I won't rest easy until I know they are okay and after we get through whatever will be left of Ivan.

May sound hypocritical

Since I'm complaining, BUT...Why must everything be a complaint? I've been sitting here in the office just about all day listening to my female boss complain. And loudly. 'It's not my fault that I applied checks to the wrong accounts.' (Um, then WHOSE fault is it if YOU are the one who does the accounts receiveables?) 'I don't like the way this is worded.' Then reword it. 'I don't think this is a word.' Well look it up and see. I'm just very aggravated with her at the moment. One of the many reasons I'm looking for a new job...

Loved my day off yesterday. I spent the whole day playing with Andrew and cleaning part of my house. It was great. I was actually able to work around him some and get most of the living room cleaned up and dishes in the dishwasher and laundry done. I was hoping to get some other stuff done, but we're supposed to go to someone's house after I get off work tonight. Maybe we won't stay too long.

Tomorrow night is my first night teaching Mission Friends. I'm so excited. I've picked out of the book what I'm planning on doing. I've just got to prepare everything now. I've got stuff to cut out and pictures to find. My big problem will be finding calendar pictures of the beach on such short notice. Hopefully my teacher friend, Amy, will have some for me. If not, I'll figure something out.

Okay, Fine!

Here's a blog entry. So I'm slacking. Nothing noteworthy has happened in the last week or so. Still waiting to see what positions will become available at the local schools. Won't know anything until early next week probably. Bible study has ended until January. I'm glad I went, but I'm also glad I'll have my Tuesday nights back for awhile.

Ummm, Clayton should be moving patrol areas in the very near future. Woohoo! He'll be in the area in which we live. I'm excited about that because he *may* be able to come home for a late meal break about the time I'm getting Andrew and myself ready for the day.

I am driving to Atlanta Saturday to see my brother and sister-in-law. My parents will also be there, so that's a bonus.

It's time to shut off the computers, so I shall have to blog more later if anything interesting happens. Or if nothing interesting happens.