It has arrived. The biggest storm ever, so they say.

As I write this, it is Monday evening around 8 pm. It is snowing pretty hard out here on Long Island. We are hunkered down ready to spend the day inside tomorrow -- except for Bill and Eric who will have to spend a good amount of time outside shoveling. I suppose that leaves only me ready to spend the day inside tomorrow. But, I digress.

We have followed all of the cautious advice. My refrigerator is stocked so that we could actually indulge in grand and sumptuous meals for at least a week. Seriously, I have enough milk and eggs to feed my entire neighborhood. Our stock of batteries is similarly full and flashlights at the ready – just in case. All of our electronics (including my new favorite item, the Kindle Paperwhite) are plugged in and full. Our newly purchased snow blower is parked in exactly the right spot in the garage ready to attack the storm’s aftermath. My briefcase is packed to the rim with enough work to keep me busy and connected for days. We even brought some wood in from outside that we could use in our fireplace. I can count on one hand the number of times we have used our fireplace in 16 years.

It is a process. But as I sit here watching my email light up with warnings from the LIRR advising of the last trains heading into and out of Penn Station, I can’t help but cling to some hope that this is all overblown and I will be off my driveway by lunchtime tomorrow. By the time you all read this tomorrow, we will know for sure. I can dream, right?

How did you prepare for this historic storm?

Hoping you are all safe and warm as you read this.