Just living with my decision to stay home (a few floors up, not in a flood or evacuation zone) while Peter keeps an eye on the music studio (partial basement level, a block from flood zone).
The window of opportunity to change my mind closed around 3:00 when winds picked up, sooo… hoping for the best, in both places. I may not see him for 24 hours, and figure in worst case* I’ll put some towels down in the tub for padding and curl up in my sleeping bag.
*Worst case = the windows blow out. I’m not letting it go beyond that in my mind.
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