Ok so after all the talk over the past few weeks, the bitch is finally here. I’ll now never like the name Sandy, never call my unborn child Sandy, never call my dog, cat or fish Sandy. Now the name Sandy to me means malevlovent and scary storm. So I’m literally sitting here, scared out of my wits. Yes anyone who knows me knows that I’m quite the drama queen so you can only imagine how dramatic this household is at the moment!

I live in Williamsburg, which is right on the water. Where I live on n7th and Wythe is on the cusp of an evacuation zone. There’s A/B/C areas and then areas that will probably not be affected which are lucky enough to NOT get a letter. Were an area C. hmmmm… what to do. Lucky the 2 lovely girls that I live with are no the panicking type. They’re leaving that all up to me!

My apartment looking worse for wear….

I’m just back from a walk. All the stores are closed, the subway was shut at 7PM last night and the streets are barren.  Like is full on really eerie. My beautiful happy, lively and glistening Williamsburg is a shadow of itself and I’m praying that it’ll be ok! There were loads of like minded people out on the water front. Families and friends, taking photos’s, walking their dogs and just I guess absorbing the experience and the feeling of being nothing against the elements. Mother nature is the most powerful thing out there and the feeling of almost getting swept away really makes me recognize my out and out lack of control over anything.

People are saying that it’s going to be the worst hurricane to ever hit New York and by people, I mean the people that know their stuff- meteorologists, not just Joe from down the road. Winds have full on been up to 90mph and Sandy hasn’t even arrived here full bodied yet!

About 90% of businesses are closed and I’m sure all of them will be over the next hour or 2. Windows are all taped up and then there is of course the scary ‘were closed due to hurricane’ signs…hate them! They freak me out!