That green line cuts right through where I live. But at this point, anything can happen, so there's every chance I could have bright, sunny weekend. Doubtful, but who knows.
I'm in the planning stage of my tropical storm preparations. I filled up on gas the other day, so I don't need gas for the car. This is a good thing, because the gas stations I've passed in my errands this morning are already crowded and have lines at the pumps. I do not have gas for the generator, though, which is mildly concerning, but if I lose power, I have other places I can go, so I'm not particularly worried. That does assume that driving will be an option, but for a tropical storm it most likely will be. Plus, I haven't been periodically starting and running the generator like you're supposed to (I'm so irresponsible), so I don't even know if the thing works. I'm not putting up hurricane shutters, although at some point I will probably move the stuff that's on the back porch into the garage, if we stay in the center of the cone. I'll go to the store (which will be crowded and terrible already, I'm sure) and pick up a case of water and a case of beer, and I think that will be the end of my preparations.
My boss will want to be open, even if the tropical storm is coming, because I guess in his mind the luxury goods we sell are somehow vital, so I'm sure I'll be at work on Saturday. Inevitably when we are open during weather like this, someone comes in and buys something ridiculously expensive, thus somehow making my risking life and limb in bad weather to be there worth it, I suppose. At least to my boss. BUT, it could be so much worse. It could be a tornado that hits without warning, or it could be a huge nasty hurricane like the one that hit us 6 or 7 years ago, so I should just quit my bitching. I guess it's going to be an interesting weekend.