70 degrees and going down to 67 today in constant rain.
Off food shopping early before the mobs arrive.
visions of little old ladies swinging brick filled pocketbooks and being run over by crazed shopping carts...all for the end of the world,
as pronounced on tv. Actually the storm path is directly right over top of my little city of Washington NC, which means a whole lot of rain, likely more wind than I want, a ton of pine debris down everywhere, and hopefully not drowning my newly planted replacement apple trees. And my house guests coming in Sunday, the day the possible hurricane will hit, have left anyway for Myrtle Beach. Where it is supposed to get at least four inches of rain tomorrow. Scrabble anyone? It's when the power goes off it stops being fun. And then they will head back to my place where my gen will hopefully be running fine. They really should have stayed home.