They have recommended that everyone in a household is familiar with the hurricane plans they’ve made. This may include catering for those at work, children’s daycare, and other frequently visited locations such as grocery stores.
Additionally, the government suggests that households should stock adequate supplies. Some recommended items are medications, disinfectants, and pet supplies that are carried in the go-bag or car trunk. Access to these supplies may be limited for days or even weeks after a hurricane.
Households also need to clear drains and gutters, secure outdoor furniture, and consider installing hurricane shutters. It is highly valuable to charge a cell phone and invest in backup charging devices for electronics when a hurricane is forecasted.
2. Stay Informed
In this step, it’s crucial for households to know if they live in an evacuation zone, listed at the end of this article, as they may need to evacuate quickly due to a hurricane. They should familiarize themselves with evacuation routes. They can also practice evacuating with their household and pets, and determine where they will stay.
Households should follow the guidance of local emergency managers, who collaborate with state, local, tribal, and territorial agencies. They will provide up-to-date recommendations based on the specific threats to your community and the necessary safety measures.
3. Check On Your Neighbors
Reach out to your neighbors, especially seniors or those who may require extra assistance, to ensure they have adequate hurricane plans in place. Offer your help in securing their preparations and provide support wherever needed.
4. Stay Out of Flood Water
Households should avoid entering floodwaters, as even six inches of fast-moving water can knock people off their feet. They should prioritize their safety and steer clear of any flooded areas.
5. Turn Around and Do Not Drown
People should be aware that just one foot of moving water can easily sweep away a vehicle. They should stay vigilant and avoid driving through flooded areas. Avoid walking, swimming, or driving through flood waters at all times. When encountering such a scenario, they should turn around.
6. Take Care of Your Mental Health
Lastly, individuals should prioritize their mental health during and after a hurricane. It’s important to acknowledge any feelings of anxiety or stress and seek support if needed. Connect with friends, family, or mental health professionals to discuss your concerns and find coping strategies.
Tampa Mayor Jane Castor has emphasized the need for households to pay attention to the evacuation zones as Hurricane Milton approaches Florida’s west coast. She warned the residents, “I can say without any dramatization whatsoever: If you choose to stay in one of those evacuation areas, you’re gonna die.”
Tampa is located in Hillsborough County. The region has listed compulsory evacuation orders for those in Zones A and B, as well as those who live in mobile homes. Tampa has urged residents of these areas to evacuate as Hurricane Milton is “literally catastrophic.”
Evacuation Zones
Charlotte County: It has issued a mandatory evacuation order for residents in Red Zone-A and Orange Zone-B, including those living in mobile and manufactured homes.
Citrus County: It has given a mandatory evacuation order that began on October 8, 2024, for all residents living in campers, tents, mobile homes, manufactured homes, or any structures unable to withstand sustained winds of up to 110 MPH.
Collier County: A voluntary precautionary evacuation is effective immediately for all residents in Collier County in Zones A and B. This includes west of Airport Pulling Road and south of US-41 Tamiami Trail E.
The order covers mobile home residents and areas with a history of storm flooding. A mandatory evacuation for all of Zones A and B began on October 8, 2024.
DeSoto County: It has issued evacuation orders for Zones A (Red) and B (Orange). These areas affect all residents living in mobile and manufactured homes, as well as those in low-lying or flood-prone areas.
Clay County: Currently, there are no mandatory evacuation orders, but residents in low-lying or flood-prone areas, especially along Black Creek or the St. Johns River, are strongly encouraged to consider relocating for safety.
Hardee County: On October 7, 2024, Hardee County Emergency Management advised residents in low-lying areas, mobile homes, recreational vehicles, and unsafe structures to evacuate as soon as possible.
Glades County: This county has implemented a voluntary evacuation for mobile homes, RV parks, and low-lying areas, which started on October 8, 2024.
Hillsborough County: This county has announced a mandatory evacuation for Evacuation Zones A and B, including all mobile homes and manufactured housing throughout the county, which started on October 7, 2024.
Hernando County: Mandatory evacuation orders for all areas west of US 19, including evacuation zones A, B, and C began on October 8, 2024. This includes all residents in coastal and low-lying areas, as well as those in manufactured homes countywide.
Levy County: A mandatory evacuation is in effect affecting all mobile homes, manufactured homes, recreational vehicle parks, coastal communities, and low-lying areas west of US 19. Hurricane risk shelters have opened at Bronson Elementary for special needs and Bronson Middle High School for general population/pet-friendly evacuations.
Lee County: It has issued mandatory evacuation orders for Zones A and B, urging residents to finalize emergency plans and evacuate as soon as possible. They should aim to be in a safe location by the evening of October 8, 2024.
Manatee County: This county has issued a mandatory evacuation for all residents in Levels A, B, and C, including visitors in RVs or mobile homes, effective October 7, 2024.
Marion County: The Marion County Sheriff’s Office Emergency Management officials have recommended evacuation for residents living in mobile homes, RVs, modular-type homes, and site-built homes constructed before 1994 due to the hurricane’s projected path.
Miami-Dade County: This county has announced a voluntary evacuation center for residents of mobile home parks, opening the E. Darwin Fuchs Pavilion on October 8, 2024, as a pet-friendly evacuation option.
Okeechobee County: A voluntary evacuation has been issued for all low-lying areas and mobile homes starting October 8, 2024.
Pasco County: This county has mandated evacuations for Zone C as the hurricane approaches. Evacuations are required for those in Zones A, B, or C, as well as residents in manufactured homes, RVs, low-lying areas, or structures prone to flooding.
Volusia County: A mandatory evacuation order took effect on October 9, 2024, for all areas east of the Intracoastal Waterway, including residents in manufactured and mobile homes, low-lying and flood-prone areas, as well as campsites and RV parks.
Sumter County: Residents in mobile homes, low-lying areas, or with special needs are strongly urged to consider evacuation or relocating to a shelter when they open.
Sarasota County: Residents in Sarasota County living in Level A or near Level A, as well as those in manufactured home communities or mobile/boat homes, are advised to implement their evacuation plans immediately, whether that involves staying with friends or leaving the area.
Pinellas County: Pinellas County has enacted a mandatory evacuation order for all residents in Zones A, B, and C, as well as all mobile homes. Special needs residents and residential healthcare facilities in these zones are also included in the evacuation order.
Putnam County: A recommended evacuation has been issued for Zones F and A due to concerns regarding high river levels.
Obeying the directives issued by local authorities and noting the evacuation zones ensures that families can evacuate safely and efficiently. This also allows emergency services to respond effectively to those in need.
After Babysitting My Grandson, My Daughter-in-Law Handed Me a Bill for ‘Living Expenses’
When my daughter-in-law asked me to babysit for the weekend, I expected cuddles, cookie crumbs, and maybe a thank-you. Instead, I found a handwritten bill on the counter — for items I used while staying there! Shocked and furious, I plotted the perfect payback.
The text from Brittany, my DIL, buzzed in just as I was refilling the hummingbird feeder, my fingers sticky with sugar water.
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“Hey, would you mind staying with Noah for the weekend? Ethan has a work retreat and I have a spa trip planned with my sister.”
I was a little surprised.
Brittany and I had never clicked, and she’d taken to complaining about “over-involved” grandparents since Noah was born.
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Her concept of boundaries reminded me unnervingly of the Berlin Wall.
But I didn’t hesitate. I love every second I get to spend with my grandson: his sticky fingers, the way he says “grahma” with a little squeal at the end that makes my heart squeeze.
“Of course,” I texted back.
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“Everything you need will be ready. Just relax and enjoy time with him!” she replied.
I smiled, already mentally planning which cookies we’d bake together. Noah had recently discovered the joy of sprinkles — everywhere but on the cookies.
But when I arrived Friday afternoon, the house looked like the morning after a toddler hurricane.
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Toys scattered across the living room floor created an obstacle course. The kitchen sink overflowed with dishes, and a crusty pan soaked in cold water on the stove.
“Grahma!” Noah squealed, running toward me with open arms, his diaper sagging.
I scooped him up, my irritation melting as he planted a wet kiss on my cheek.
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“Hey, Abby! Thanks so much for coming.” Brittany marched up the hallway, suitcase wheeling behind her. “There’s food in the fridge, Noah’s stuff is in his room, and, well, I’m sure I don’t need to map everything out for you.”
She leaned over to kiss Noah and was heading out the door before I could reply.
“Be good for Grandma, sweetie!” She called over her shoulder. “Mommy will be back soon.”
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“Mommy go bye-bye?” he asked, his big blue eyes — so much like his father’s — watching over my shoulder.
“She’s going on a trip, sweetie. We get to have a special weekend together.”
He nodded solemnly before wiggling out of my arms to show me his latest toy car.
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After he settled with his blocks, I went to the kitchen to make coffee.
That’s when I discovered that Brittany’s idea of “everything you need will be ready” differed vastly from mine.
There was half a carton of eggs in the fridge, no bread, and no full meals to speak of. I sniffed the milk: borderline.
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“What on earth?” I muttered to myself.
It was bad enough that she invited me to stay in a house that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned all week, but to leave me with only a half-stocked fridge?
As I stepped back into the living room, where Noah was still playing with his blocks, I noted his sagging diaper once more and a horrifying thought struck me.
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I took Noah to his room to change his diaper and discovered my worst fears were true.
Brittany had left me with only five diapers and not a single wipe. I’d been frustrated before, but now I was downright mad!
So, I did what any resourceful woman would do.
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I gave Noah a toy to keep him busy and told him to wait right there.
Then I scurried into the main bathroom, took the lavender-colored washcloth I assumed belonged to Brittany, and used it as a wipe instead.
“Looks like we’ll have to do a load of laundry,” I remarked to Noah as I put on his fresh diaper. “But first, you and me are going to the store!”
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“Store!” he agreed enthusiastically.
I grabbed my purse, strapped Noah into his car seat, and headed to the store.
$68 later, Noah and I had everything we needed: snacks, wipes, diapers, groceries, and a little stuffed elephant that Noah had hugged with such conviction I couldn’t say no.
“We make cookies?” Noah asked as we unpacked our treasures.
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“Tomorrow, sweetheart. First, let’s make some dinner and get this place in order.”
The weekend unfolded in a blur of small joys. We played in the park until our cheeks were pink from the wind, Noah shrieking with laughter as I pushed him on the swing.
“Higher, Grahma!”
“Not too high,” I cautioned, though I gave an extra push that sent him squealing.
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We baked sugar cookies, and I let Noah crack the eggs. He missed the bowl by a mile, giggling as yolk dripped onto the counter.
“Oopsie,” he said, his eyes wide.
“That’s why we bought extra eggs,” I winked. “Try again, sweetie. Practice makes perfect.”
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We watched Finding Nemo under a cozy blanket, with Noah mouthing the words to parts he knew by heart.
And every night, I tucked him into bed, kissed him good night, and read him a story.
After he fell asleep, I tackled the house.
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I’d made it my mission to get the house in order, so I spent the rest of my evenings doing dishes and laundry.
My back ached, but it felt good to create order from chaos. Noah deserved a clean, peaceful home.
I even made a casserole for Brittany to have when she returned.
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Sunday night, after tucking Noah in with three stories and five goodnight kisses, I collapsed on the couch.
My feet throbbed, but my heart was full.
These moments with Noah were precious, fleeting gifts I treasured. Ethan had grown so quickly; Noah would too.
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Monday morning, sunlight was just warming the kitchen windows when I noticed the piece of paper pinned under a mug on the counter.
A handwritten note with my name on it; pink pen, loopy handwriting.
I smiled as I unfolded the page, expecting a thank-you, but instead got the shock of my life.
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It was a bill with an itemized list for “living expenses” that read like a joke:
Eggs: $8
Water (3 bottles): $3
Electricity: $12
Toilet paper: $3
Laundry detergent: $5
Toothpaste: $4
TOTAL: $40
And the kicker?
“Please Venmo by Friday. Thanks!! 
”
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I blinked.
Then I laughed. Then I got mad.
And that’s when I heard the front door open.
“Abby? I’m home.” Brittany’s voice carried down the hall.
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I could’ve confronted her then, but I was so angry that I knew any conversation I had about her bill would end disastrously.
So, I scrunched the note in my fist and forced myself to smile as I stepped out into the hall.
“Hi, Brittany. I didn’t expect you so early.”
Brittany just shrugged. “How was everything?”
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“Wonderful,” I answered truthfully. “Noah is a delight.”
“Thanks for helping out,” she said, her attention already on her phone. “Ethan should be home around noon.”
I gathered my things, kissed Noah goodbye, and left. By the time I arrived home, I knew exactly how I was going to pay Brittany’s bill.
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I went straight to my laptop after entering my home, and let decades of parenting receipts flow from my fingertips. The more I typed, the more cathartic it felt.
This wasn’t just about $40.
This was about respect, about family, about what it means to care for each other.
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A few hours later, I had a professional-looking invoice:
Grandmother Services, Est. 1993
Raising One Fine Husband for You Since Day One
SERVICES RENDERED:
18 years of feeding your husband: 19,710 meals @ average $5 each = $98,550
18 years of laundry services: 3 loads/week x 52 weeks x 18 years @ $5/load = $14,040
Medical copays for childhood illnesses: 12 years of pediatric visits @ $25 each = $3,600
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Transportation services: 16 years of rides to school, sports, and friends’ houses: 9,000 miles @ $0.58/mile = $5,220
Counseling services post-high school breakup: 15 hours @ $75/hour = $1,125
Tutoring services (math, science, life advice): 500 hours @ $30/hour = $15,000
Emotional support (priceless, but let’s say): 18 years @ $10/day = $65,700
Subtotal: $203,235
Family Discount (because I’m feeling generous): -$203,195
Total Amount Due: $40
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Beneath that, I added a note: “Please deduct your original ‘invoice’ from this amount. Thanks for understanding!!”
I printed it on fancy linen paper and slid it into a gold-trimmed envelope like it was a wedding invitation.
The next morning, I dropped it in her mailbox.
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Not an hour passed before my phone rang.
“Mom?” Ethan’s voice cracked with what sounded like suppressed laughter.
“Yes, dear?”
“What did you do?”
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I feigned innocence. “What do you mean?”
“Brittany is… upset.”
“Oh?” I stirred my tea. “About what?”
“She says you’re attacking her, mocking her boundaries, and crossing the line. She showed me the invoice you sent.”
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I waited, heart pounding.
Then he continued, his voice softer. “I told her she deserved it. I had no idea she intended to leave you a bill for using our stuff while you were staying here, Mom.”
Relief washed over me.
“I’m sorry if I caused problems between you two,” I said.
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“Don’t be,” he sighed. “We’ve been having… discussions about family expectations. This just brought things to a head. But Mom?”
“Yes?”
“That was some invoice. I didn’t know you had it in you.”
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I laughed. “I raised you, didn’t I? I know a thing or two about standing my ground.”
A week passed. The incident faded from my immediate thoughts as life went on. I was out gardening, up to my elbows in soil, when my phone buzzed with a Venmo alert.
$40 from Brittany.
Caption: To settle my debt. Please don’t charge me interest 
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I let out a laugh so loud the neighbor’s cat jumped from the fence.
That evening, I did what a real grandma would: donated it to the local children’s hospital in Noah’s name.
Because you never beat pettiness with more pettiness — you do it with grace, glitter, and a spreadsheet.
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