We moved here from St. Pete in 2018 due to “hurricane fatigue”. (Ironically enough, Irma was the last straw for us, and she was the one who changed course at the last minute and came through here). Even though we were still snowbirds back then and not here for all the storms, it was nerve wracking. We were lucky that in all those years we only had a few roof shingles fly off and a few palm trees down, but Helene hit our old neighborhood with flood waters taking several cars and golf carts among other damage.
Helene showed that even inland can be affected, but I just don’t worry about hurricanes here. We will make sure we’re stocked up on food, wine, and propane for the grill in case of a power outage, but for the most part, by the time hurricanes get here, it’s just a stormy day. Being aware and cautious is one thing; totally freaking out is another.
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