Well, to start with, I think Jesus would tell the flames to step off; but Jesus isn't here and I doubt the fire will listen to me, so this post is about the fact that the Station Fire is now close enough to my residence that I'm am actually actually thinking about what I would do in the event of an evacuation.
(Honestly, if the house I live in has to evacuate, then things are really bad; but I'm a classic worrier, so excuse me while I vent.)
For as punctual and overly thoughtful as I can be, and as well as I do in professional administrative positions, I am just not a very organized individual when it comes to my personal life. My bills/statements/important papers are stuffed into various shoe boxes and cheap plastic file bins around my room. I just barely keep track of my passport. It's pretty pathetic.
I've never had to prepare for an evacuation before, let alone been a part of one, so I'm just not sure what it would be like--how much time would I have to get as much stuff as possible into my car? I suppose this is where the "evacuation watch" status comes in handy. Should that happen for my neighborhood, I will certainly start packing.
When it comes down to it, I really do not have very many valuable things. I suppose my main priorities would be those important papers I told you about, my computer & external drive, my cameras, toiletries, underwear, and then just as many clothes and shoes as I could collect in the time allotted. I would be sad to lose my books, for sure. And I need a new mattress anyway.... So I guess this is where the simple life comes in handy. And the digital age, since all of my music and photographs are on said computer and external drive.
I seem to be calming myself down a little by writing about it. This is how I process, after all. And the fact of the matter is there are many, many more households currently in much more pressing danger.
Let's get Jesus down here to take care of this mess, shall we?
Special thanks to Sam for the photo
