This has been the longest weekend ever. I don’t watch a lot of TV so I was surprised when I overheard people discussing a hurricane approaching our area. I was in denial for a few days after that but woke up on Saturday and realized this was no joke.
We started preparing on Saturday morning. I went to Whole Foods to buy “pantry” food like nuts, peanut butter, bread, those amazing milk boxes that you don’t have to keep in the fridge…but I started to panic when I noticed all the water bottles off the shelves and good ol’ WF would be the store to sell you EMPTY jugs of water (you can fill them there yourself but the line!!) As I contemplated over the empty jugs I realized I had no grocery list. So I’m aimlessly walking around the aisles noticing only the empty sections (jalapeño chips out?!?! It’s Sandy not a Mexican feast!)
The baby food aisle? Forget it! I sense a complete anxiety attack coming on until I realize my baby has plenty of milk and the others eat big people food. So I focus again. I buy a WF cafe au lait, taste the goat cheese sample, wander some more. Deli? Nope. If we lose power that turkey breast will spoil. Hey, why is that lady buying flour? Hmmm…I should bake…
Needless to say, the milk boxes are gone, I’m taking three empty jugs and I forget to buy the peanut butter. I get it together and make another trip to another store (think complete opposite of WF) I buy bottled water and real milk. We end up ordering pizza in the evening despite the stocked fridge and pantry. Sigh.
Today we sit and wait. The laundry hasn’t been this done and put away in ages. Every dish is being washed by hand as we use them. The little ones are having a comfortable sleep in their usual spots. Tonight we will all sleep together in the den/tv room after snacking on guac and tortilla chips.
If you are in the East Coast stay safe and let’s keep updating each other. Much love!