Just as the eye of Hurricane Michael passed us, I ventured out to Survey the damage. My roads were impassable. My wife and I took the truck out around 10pm to see if any neighbors needed help. I got out of the truck to move a fallen branch and when I got back in the truck, my wife asked me “are you wearing a bra”? (not happy tone of voice)
I simply replied “of course, why should a disaster change my ways”?
(I wear a bra of some type almost all the time). The “incident “really dampened my spirits.
But, I’m standing tall and continuing the help my neighbors and community- even if I’m soft and delicately dressed.
Living in the dark- no power still.
Lace and Chainsaws,
Lisa