What the hell?

Sticky Tape

Right. Inspired by the pile on my bed, I started organizing the piles next to my desk. (Need to make room for the printer switch tomorrow. Remember, my office is in my closet. Well, half of it.)

With horror I remembered the set of purchases I forgot to make today:
... Tape (we're not ready without it)
... A new manual can opener
... and womanly things

After reading FEMA's Are You Ready? pdf, I realized we had many of the outlined items. (Mind you, none are 'at hand' for immediate "grab and go" but we're working on it. Or should be.) Realizing that our electrical can opener wasn't going to cut it if the power goes out, we decided we'd feel like fools if an emergency broadcast system instructed us to start taping windows up.

Back in the day when Shoreham was a legitimate concern, we worried about evacuation routes. Now we're openly discussing how long we'd wait before drowning ourselves either in the pool or a bottle of whisky. (Sidenote: My parents still decided not to move from Suffolk county after the Legislature flatly declared in a 15-1 vote that the county could not be safely evacuated. Go Mom and Dad. And they wonder why the electricity bills are so high. This as my Dad makes it an Olympic sport to bathe the house with as much lighting as possible.)

Today I'm most concerned about maintaining my level of stockpiled plastic applicators because I care about making my next period comfortable. (Tampax copy.)

In all seriousness, what we're decidedly lacking includes:
... flares (? how many?)
... waterproof matches
... a tube tent (?? WTH is that??)
... and copies of personal records in waterproof baggies

Lack of preparations stems from many reasons. But I'll look for our stockpile of DD batteries and a new can opener tomorrow.

posted by irene @ 2/16/2003 04:49:00 AM