Luck is definitely on our side today.
We finally pack it in at 3am but set cell alarms to go off every hour so we can check the water level out back and then the kitchen and Time Out Room towels that have been catching water seeping in through cracked caulking. It's like Irene is our baby and each time I feel like it's Steve's turn to check the newborn, I nudge him and grunt, sending him off to check on our child. At 830am the electric turns off for good so it's back to drinking the beer and being thankful that the water rose on the other side of the canal and not ours:
Looks like our brilliant hurricane plan worked out!
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