Cats, dogs, horses, and I gave up the homefront and arrived at my safe-house around 10am. Settled the horses, took dogs & cats to the nearby vet, and came back "home".
The house is amazing, bed & bath to myself, it's peaceful, tranquil. I heard my favorite message when I got unpacked from the truck - "Make yourself at home. We won't serve you, so ask, or just get it." I like families like this - I felt welcomed & settled immediatley.
The boys are doing good. Everybody loaded up soo well. After everyone was packed, I went back through the house again, cried a little, and thought, "It's only stuff. Everything that matters to me is out in that truck, waiting for me. The rest of this is just stuff, and nothing more. Stuff replaces, pets don't."
Now it's hurry & wait. I'm going to sit on the radar, and post occasional thoughts & musings. Rumor is at work I'm expected back for "Early Returnees" duty on Sunday. Damage at work is now expected to be minimal, if at all. House may not be so lucky, and the Freeport site is in the bulls eye now.
At some point, I'll rant & rave about folks that refuse to take evacuations seriously... But for now, I'm just going to enjoy being away from the coastline.