Hurricane Florence

As we've all heard and seen this week, Hurricane Flo was bearing down on the southeast coast of the US. Predicted to make land on the coast of North Carolina, she has now turned a bit south for the moment and is creeping along at a snail's pace, wreaking havoc.

Since our graduate student daughter attends Wake Forest in Winston-Salem, NC, I figured she needed my expertise gleaned from growing up about a 45 minute drive from the Gulf of Mexico in southeast Texas. So I pecked her like a hen from afar with my texts. Make a Walmart run for these things. Get some cash at the ATM. Gas up your car. Start watching the local weather reports. Keep your phone charged to 100% starting the day the hurricane hits land in case you lose electricity.

More concerned about her interviews with two of the big four accounting firms for her winter internship this week than watching the progress of some hurricane out in the Atlantic, she grudgingly agreed to make sure she had bottled water, candles, matches and munchies on hand in case things went south. Or rather the storm decided to track northwest from the coast and thus right over the top of her.

Micromanaging from afar is my thing, y'all. I'm even better in person because I just take over and get it done. A silver lining on the rain clouds of this hurricane is that the grad student landed an internship at her fav Big 4 firm and it's in her first choice city of Chicago. She wants the pretty Chicago in the financial district, with the water boats, cool architecture and Miracle Mile boutiques/coffee shops when she visited over the summer. We want her well distanced from the Chicago we hear about on the news every weekend where it seems like they need to institute martial law and bring in the military to get a handle on the shootings and death count. She needs to stay well north of this scary Chicago when she kicks off her internship gig in January.