Finicky Hurricanes

I know that since I live on the coast of the great Gulf, I should accept the fact that hurricanes are a part of life. And I do. But would it be too hard to ask that Ike make up its mind? Seriously, first it was headed right for me, so I evacuated, and it changed course. Despite my evacuation inland, it was suddenly heading straight for me again. Not only that, but it was getting ready to obliterate the town I was further going to evacuate to.

So I had to grab all my crap, plus two dogs and a pet rat, and go back to my town, which was closer to the coast, but further from the storm's predicted path. I was expecting rains and winds in my hometown, since it was closer to Ike, but I hear it's all sunshine and roses there. I am exceedingly happy that I don't have to worry about my apartment flooding and my essentials that could not be moved getting ruined, but the inaccuracy of what we do understand of storms and meteorology in general annoys the heck out of me.