I'm the A at the top, and the quake/shock centers from Sunday and today are the As at the bottom. TOO CLOSE.
Thank God I was on the phone during the 4.7 earthquake on Sunday, because I would probably have flipped if I were by myself. Whenever little shivers happen I say/think "Are we having an earthquake right now? Is that what this is?" and then I look at my cat, try to decide if I should try to wrangle her into the carrier, and then I think about it some more and then it stops and I sit there for a while, hoping there aren't aftershocks. I don't, you know, grab precious objects and get in fetal position (apparently this is what you're supposed to do??). FYI the safety in the doorway thing is totally dead now. What, like the doorway of every building is intact on every floor after it collapses? Everything else a heap of destruction, but the doorways--all perfect.
Earthquakes come with the territory here. Most people I know from southern California smile when a small quake happens with a kind of "aw, my ol' home" feeling. Not me. It just fuels my paranoia. I'm at the point where I think we're having a mini earthquake if my boyfriend is shaking his leg and we're both sitting on the couch.
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