It's not a real storm until the Asplundh truck convoys start to roll through town.We were only in school for three days before TS Fay decided to swing our way. The school board's automatic notification system reached me at 10:47 p.m., well after I had gone to sleep. Grrr. I wonder how they reached the kids whose phones don't work (ie. quite a few of mine)?
It's 11:30 and we've barely had more than spitting rain for the last 24 hours. *sigh* There goes a hurricane flex day -- and one of our scheduled four-day weekends! You know the worst part? I'll probably go into work anyway. There's too much to do to let a little rain get in my way.
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