Good evening, Everybun!
I think it's supposed to rain from here until April, or something.
We've been reminiscing about how two years ago we were hiding from Hurricane Milton in Ft. Walton Beach.
And this weekend, that very spot, to the day, got hit by Isaias. Good grief, the clips from the places we remember, that were so kind to us, are gut-wrenching.
In this moment we're doing well. At least well enough. And if all goes well, we'll have a great evening of snacking and supervising art or study night. We don't care - we charge the same.
Of course, we charge extra if any of the "It would make Kafka wince" stuff from the outside world seeps into the mood.
Good night and good luck!
- Gus







