About 1:30 today I called my dad to check in on them. I told him they had named me wrong. I think he knew where I was headed with this because of the tone of his voice. I told him they should have named me Pearl after his mother. In the wee hours of Saturday morning, Hurricane Matthew came through my town as a Category 2 storm. I didn't sleep; there was wave after wave of torrential rain and fierce wind. I was not worried for myself but for my house and vehicles. I was praying all night that God would make it stop. See, if I had damage to my property, when could I get it fixed? I am one person, and I work. To put it simply, I had no time for Matthew's shenanigans.
When I woke up Saturday morning, I was afraid to go outside, but this is only a piece of what I saw:
I wish I could upload the video because this does not do it justice, but it's too large, I suppose. Anyway, I decided yesterday that it was time to pull this out:
Dad's little saw. I didn't think it would work, but it has done wonders. Here is what it was able to accomplish:
I got rid of just about all the trash today. I digress a bit, but I can't stand weak women. It's a flaw of mine, I guess. But, whiny women get on my last nerve. I could have waited around for Prince Charming to help me, but I'm way past the age of believing in him. So, if I need something done, I DO IT!
I won't lie; if this were June, July, August, or September with the oppressive heat, I would not have done it. I thought a lot about my grandmother today. We were not close because she was not that kind of grandmother; none of my grandparents were. But, I believe Pearl Harrison Williams would be proud of me.