Gustav is pissing me off. Seriously.

Looks like he is coming to Louisiana to kick our ass. Not really anything we can do, but it still pisses me off. I don’t want to see New Orleans in despair again… it’s way too close to home. Close enough to call home.

N is terrified of Hurricanes. I have no choice but to evacuate. I wouldn’t force him to go through that. But, the parish president is talking of a mandatory evacuation for our parish.

Trying to find a hotel now, and make reservations. The hassle and stress of all of this is really getting to me.

Especially that I have to do it alone.

I have always done it all alone, but the aloneness of this responsibility is a resounding echo in my soul right now. It makes me angry, and makes me feel lost and panicked all at the same time.

Maybe we can just make a vacation out of it, and have fun, regardless.

But for now, I have to get to work… and help deal with everyone that is going to have chest pain (I’m sure) due to the impending hurricane that is heading straight for us. Especially the ones who lost everything from Katrina, and are just starting to get back on their feet.

I don’t blame them. I get how they feel. I feel it right along with them, and may end up with chest pain myself if this doesn’t end soon…

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