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Why You Should Always Pay Attention To Weather Alerts On Your Phone

Why You Should Always Pay Attention To Weather Alerts On Your Phone

The bad weather notification or amber alert on my phone seems to go off with emergency alerts at the most inconvenient times – like while I’m sleeping at three am. But then again, when is an emergency ever convienient? I’ve been tempted to disengage the notifications at times because those so-called emergencies usually never come to light.  

Tuesday night we went to bed with rain coming down in torrents and Tropical Storm Cindy beating a path to our doorway. We were hoping not though.  

My phone was continually going off with flash flood warnings and amber alerts most of the night, which I mostly ignored. Finally around 6:20 I picked up my phone tempted to fling it across the room, but instead squinted down at a tornado alert. I had a fleeting thought of running for cover – but where? As I’ve said before this house is like a bomb shelter. We should be safe – if there really is a tornado. I put the phone down and drifted off to sleep. Sleep had not been restful with all the bells and whistles the whole night long. 

Of course the first thing I did,  and most of us do when we wake up, was reach for my phone and scroll through Facebook. Most of my local news comes from Facebook. 

It seems Tropical Storm Cindy had made herself known here in the panhandle of Florida. We knew there would be a lot of rain and a lot of wind. What we didn’t know was there may be some damage – and a tornado! Seriously, I never heard a thing after I disregarded the alert on my phone. I told you we lived in what seems a bomb shelter at times! 

Yep…I should have paid attention to my alerts! When H came in from picking up some limbs in the yard I told him there had been a tornado – behind our house – in Ferry Park. Our back yard backs up the creek and to Ferry Park. We were lucky. Most of the damage was on the other side of the park. 

So off we went in the truck, in the rain, to survey the damage – along with a lot of other people from around town, doing the same. I couldn’t get good pictures with the rain pouring down but there are some in a link on this article

I guess I won’t be disengaging those notifications any time soon. That doesn’t mean I’ll pay closer attention to them though. 


Hoping For A Diamond In The Rough

Hoping For A Diamond In The Rough

As you can see from these pictures we have a little bit of everything out in the workroom. Inherited from H’s dad, it holds memories and tools from your basic screwdriver, old oil pumps, old carbetators for long-gone cars, and a hand held drill. 

We even have an outboard motor. It’s vintage. It’s seen better days. Does it work? I doubt it. 

If I had a nickel for every screwdriver cluttering up Dad’s Workroom, I’d be rich. I should hold a contest and the winner gets to keep the extras – which are – believe me – a lot! 

Need a screw? We got you covered. Some tangled wiring? We have enough to circle the globe. A measuring cup for anything not consumable is in your face every time you open the door. Extra license plates for your car are available if you need one, or two, or three…

Two vintage chest of drawers I’d love to refurbish, but as always there is no room in this small house for more furniture. 

This nice little drawer thingy would make a great piece to store threads and bobbins in or even some of my writing tools. What it holds now? I’m afraid to open it! 

H is finally cleaning out the workroom. He keeps more than I think he needs to keep. It’s junk to me. Memories to him. As long as he keeps hauling the boxes of goods to the outside storage shed we finally got erected, I don’t care. Anything he puts in there I don’t have to look at. 

I should have take some before pictures. These are before the finished project, but after the beginning. Huge difference already. We can see the floor. Maybe we’ll find something of monetary value. 

It’s been a long time coming so I’m not complaining…


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