Waiting for Sandy

As I sit here writing, it’s Monday around lunchtime, we
still have power, and we await the arrival of Hurricane Sandy, perhaps most the
most deadly storm to hit the Eastern seaboard since the storm that hit in 1938.

So, is it just a wee bit unseemly to be happy that because
of this storm, me, hubby, and kid #2 have two days off with nothing to do? (Kid
#1’s college is also closed but since she doesn’t live here, she doesn’t get to
enjoy the relaxing day.)

I’m trying to look at the silver lining but I have never
encountered an event in which every business known to Type A personalities has
been shut down, making it virtually impossible for any of us to toil as we
would normally do on a regular Monday, Tuesday, or even Wednesday (when it
seems that things will slowly start to reopen). 
Even when we have snow days, work usually continues apace, with husband
having to go to school which isn’t cancelled unless Mayor Bloomberg issues an
edict.  And he issues very few edicts on
the closing of school.

I sent a few emails and I have been checking Facebook to
make sure friends are safe but I write this just a few short minutes before I
do what I planned to do when I found out that work would be cancelled:  I’m going to take a nap.  A long nap. 
Under the covers.  It’s sad that
in today’s world it takes a natural disaster to bring life to a complete halt
and force people to “relax,” as much as one can with an impending hurricane,
but there you have it.

So, I’m making a large vat of tortellini, just in case the
power goes out, because that is an item you can eat cold. And I’ve stocked up
on water (and not surprisingly, wine). 
We have chocolate.  Some
leftovers.  I think we’re set.

I’ll update you when I can and let you know how cruel Sandy
was to us.

Maggie Barbieri