Coastal Storms and the Anxious

Well, after a near miss from Hurricane Erin and a surprisingly and fortunately quiet Atlantic hurricane season, we saw some storm action yesterday and last night. And y’all, I don’t even know what to say.

This was not presented as a big thing. It was neither hurricane nor tropical storm. It did not have a name. But the weather system that rolled through Virginia Beach over the course of yesterday dumped seven inches – SEVEN INCHES – of rain on us. And there was wind. I think the news mentioned gusts of 59 miles per hour.

It was a big thing, as it turns out, and I didn’t even know to be anxious about it.

Don’t worry, though. I got there.

Watching our back patio flood and a small river develop down our driveway, yeah, that wasn’t fun for me. But it was the water creeping up our front yard, closer and closer to our house, that really got me.

It doesn’t look like much in the picture, I know. You could easily say I was overreacting. (I might even agree with you.) But that is solidly three or four feet of water on our fence line, and it just kept rising. I was not in a good mood, and I didn’t sleep well last night.

Thankfully, it’s receded today and things have dried out, and I’m feeling better.

But, again, this was not even a tropical storm. IT WASN’T EVEN A TROPICAL STORM.

Coastal living is something, you guys. I guess I should just file this under “Things I’ll Adjust To.” Right? RIGHT???

27 thoughts on “Coastal Storms and the Anxious

  1. I guess we do adjust to changes, but it has been 22 years here in MS and I am still waiting to adjust to the humidity. The good news (even with the wind and the rains that resulted from hurricanes and tropical storms) is that I was far enough from the coast and on a hillside to boot that there was never serious damage. At least your water is blue not brown! It is always a trade-off of some sort.

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    • It is, that’s a fact. I don’t think I could ever adjust to major humidity, either. I’ve heard that hot, really humid weather called “close” here in coastal VA, and it’s such a perfect adjective for it. Like you’re stuck under a really hot blanket in a tiny bed, and it’s damp. Ugh!

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    • Oh, I do, and I didn’t mean to downplay them. I more meant that I wasn’t expecting this one. For Erin, we were very prepared, because it was extensively covered. But this was just treated as some passing rain at first. It was shocking and scary to see the water rise so high so unexpectedly.

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