I figure the more I plan for tomorrow’s Nor’easter, the more likely it’ll fizzle and make my efforts seem ridiculous and wasteful. So I’m planning well:
- Unhooking the garden hose and shutting off the outdoor pipe
- Breaking up the solid block of ice melt for convenient sidewalk use
- Getting shovels out of the shed
- Charging batteries and finding flashlights (with leaves on the trees, even a few inches could bring serious limb-breakage/outages)
- Setting up the picnic table as a generator cover in the yard
- Familiarizing myself with our cheap-o generator, which I’ve never used, and which has just enough power to run our wood-pellet stove and a coffee maker
You might say that daring the storm to fizzle will nullify the intended jinx-effect. That by trying to jinx the storm, it’s my jinxing efforts that the storm will mock, perhaps becoming even more powerful than if I hadn’t egged it on with all this reverse-psychology prep work. But this is a storm we’re talking about, not some genius, and I’m sure that I can outsmart it by looking busy.