So in case you don't know, I have temporarily relocated to New Jersey.
My search for employment has led me to take a short-term contract project from October-thru-January in Philadelphia, with the company who has hired me putting me up in a bed-and-breakfast over the bridge in New Jersey.
Yeah, in time for the once-in-a-lifetime freakish storm to hit. Frankenstorm the media is calling it. Seriously.
Something about the confluence of Hurricane Sandy and the usual nor'easter and the full moon bringing the tides in to the max. All that equals some sort of what the hell am I doing here in time for this complete freak-of-nature weather system?!
As if I wasn't already feeling out of sorts, homesick and confused about what the hell direction my life is going in? Now I have to wonder if in the next 24-48 hours if I will be caught up in some jacked up thunderstorm to end all thunderstorms?
Gotta tell you, I had a moment of WTF, followed immediately by what was true, hysterical laughter....wherein I decided I would be wearing striped tights for the next 2 days, in the event that the old Victorian house (the B&B) happens to fall on me....so that my family can come from Illinois to identify my body and say...."Yes, that's her. The house fell on my sister!!"