I FEEL THE EARTH MOVE UNDER MY FEET…
We just experienced a rolling 5.6 earthquake. The chandelier is still swaying slightly, and the cats are less than thrilled. All of the updated safety training I helped to present last week at work? Gone. Hi, my name is panic. I can be the most prepared adult girl scout in the world, but the minute the ground beneath me begins to shake, my legs become weak and so do I.
So of course I grabbed my laptop, because blogging is comforting and familiar. And I had to share with my virtual friends.
I am going to pretend that there isn’t a 5-10% chance of a larger aftershock now.
Good night.