Be Prepared

It’s a good motto.

It’s certainly worked for the Scouts. Since 1907, as a matter of fact.

I wore heels to work today. I wear heals most days. It’s a height thing (or lackthereof). And it’s not usually a problem given my parking spot is approximately two yards from the front door.

But it’s been a crazy week here in SoCal. Perhaps you heard about the temblor we had yesterday at approximately 11:42am!

[I was at the cemetery which would have made me first in line if that darn wall crypt had fallen over. I was “visiting” my grandparents, great-grandparents, and aunt and uncle before a funeral. S-C-A-R-Y! Things were rattling around…and it was fairly disconcerting.]

Anyway, there was a break in the main gas line outside the shul today. Not a big deal…except that there was not car access to the parking lot. Also not a big deal…except that I had to park miles and miles and miles away. OK, not really. But in heels… It was a LONG block.

What was most amazing is how quickly the city tore up the street, fixed the problem, and had that hot tar flowing.

Amazing how motivating a little gas can be.

So first of all, a sturdy pair of shoes should be in the trunk of any car for just such an emergency. And next, I think that it is time to review our disaster plan.

Mark your calendar if you live in the Southland: