Purim and Independent Living

One of those annoying days.  I had intended to go down to the Purim show at Beth El in Margate, as some of my friends from Players & Playwrights were in it.  However, I got not one, but two advisory e-mails from the Ocean County Sheriff's Office containing the usual bug-eyed hysteria.  There would be HAZARDOUS conditions with SNOW AND ICE, creating danger to life and limb, and everybody should hide under their beds.  And yes, most was in caps, indicating extreme urgency.
First, I ignored it, as I usually do, but it started to snow--lightly--about 10 and like an absolute jerk, I began to take the silliness seriously.  About noon, I went to Acme, which was, of course, jammed.  It continued to drift down and I reluctantly decided I'd better skip the Purim thing, as the roads might be slippery.
Damned if it didn't stop snowing by 12:45 and I don't believe there was any slipperiness at all.  I could kick myself for being so easily led for such a flimsy reason. Instead of supporting my friends and enjoying a festive occasion, I spent the day packing up some frames and knick knacks--and sulking because I had missed the Purim celebration.  What a jerk I was.  I've now unsubscribed from the advisory list.  If actual threatening weather is actually about to occur, I know somebody will let me know.  Otherwise, if I plan on going any distance, I'll look it up on-line.  I won't be manipulated like this again.
The day wasn't a total loss: I did contact a rep in  an outfit that acts as agent between clients and independent living facilities. Soon, as I asked to be, I was called by reps from two of the places themselves.  I'm not absolutely convinced I want to go that way--thanks partly to my friend, Pat, I know some of the drawbacks, but also some of the draws.  I'm well within the appropriate age bracket, but I'm also healthy, engaged in various activities, non-religious, and politically progressive.  I may not find any kindred spirits there, but I can always look outside for them.
What appeals to me is the idea of major expenses being covered, as well meals and house-keeping.  Then, there's the difficulty in trying to find a "regular" apartment which is livable, plus what I can afford--a major consideration.  Could I adjust to living at "The Bonaventure," for instance?  Quite possibly and I may give it a try.