It's very weird to have a tropical storm about to enter the Gulf and I am not freaking out, running to Wal-Mart to buy candles and canned goods. I am concerned and I don't want it to head towards New Orleans (what a horrible way to celebrate Katrina's anniversary, having to hunker down and deal with another hurricane) but it's still really bizarre to know this hurricane can't hurt me. I know my stuff won't be lost again, that I won't have to grab my animals and head to Texas, and that I don't have to worry about finding a new home when I don't even know if my old home still exists.
I think it's even more weird that I kinda miss preparing for a hurricane. It's better than living in constant fear of an earthquake.