Tigger the Cat was determined to get stepped on this morning. Despite my best efforts to avoid it, I got the tip of his tail and the edge of a back foot this morning.
One of my attempts to avoid him even forced me trip, sending the bottle of Downy I was carrying skittering across the floor and crashing me into a bucket which promptly dumped the mop, broom, and dustpan it was holding. I get up, muttering a string of profanity.
From upstairs, I hear the mother: “WHAT WAS THAT?!” It’s just me, I reassure her.
When I get back upstairs, she sternly says, “That was not just you. I think there must ‘ve been a car crash. Something shook the house.” OK. Whatever. I hurriedly finish getting dressed and head out for the bus.
Before I can even sit down at work, the phone rings. It’s the mother.
“I told you that I heard something earlier,” comes through the receiver. Well, I guess she did. And this must have been it!
They’re saying people 15 miles away heard! Luckily, it doesn’t sound like anyone was hurt. Here’s hoping.
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8 comments:
Wow. That happened in my area last year and it threw a small child 500 feet into a yard across the street.
At least no one was home or hurt.
It is honestly my worst nightmare. I am paranoid about fires so much so that we have at least 15 smoke detectors in our place.
At 6:22am I also jumped out of the shower thinking it was another earthquake. The husband assumed I had imagined it again (during the 6.2 last year he thought I had a bad dream and was overreacting). Our windows rattled and I think we're over 20 miles away. It is really a miracle no one was injured.
Scary, scary!
Wow! I didn't feel it but I guess living in another state might have something to do with that!
I didn't feel it either -- and I was just in the basement!
CD -- Yeah. Husbands.
holy mackerel!
Wow! My first guess: meth lab. It's the Midwest. We were near the heart of meth production when we lived in MO.
Well, this is kind of an upscale neighborhood for a meth lab, but i guess anything is possible anymore.
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