It looks nasty, and NOAA has no idea what it is going to do. However, they do not think we need to worry about it. I hope it goes into the Atlantic and bothers absolutely no one.
However, Bob says to watch the gulf later this week - he thinks there will be a low formed out there. Of course, Labor Day Weekend, Shrimp and Petroleum Festival.
Do NOT form, do you hear me? I need Steve to come home.
Depression has found me - I have not allowed myself to admit it, but it has and now I am. Shaking it off and walking out that door. The only way around it is to tackle life. Ugh.
*she crawls to the door - dreading the blast of sunshine sure to blind her*
Life. Must live life. Depression sucks.
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I am sorry, Sis. I hope it gets better soon. Love you.
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