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Oct. 2nd, 2002 08:36 pm
Busy, busy, busy. Today I made love, worked out, paid bills, did laundry, did dishes, watered garden, designed a business card. Now I'm in the middle of printing what seems like a bizillion brochures, but is actually only 30 or so. It's 8 PM and I'm only just now scarfing some dinner, and fitting in a journal entry. Still left to do: feed fish, feed cats, bathe Connor, diaper and dress him, brush his teeth, changed his diaper again, go to sleep.
Alan attached two of our bookshelves to the wall, the other two tomorrow I guess. We never would have done this before, and I don't think any of our relatives have done any earthquake proofing. Alan asks if we are overreacting because we were away from the threat for so long. I don't think so. It's just that we're not ignoring it like true natives. It doesn't hurt that we were in the Northridge quake. Our bookshelves fell over in that, and so, now that we're back on the Pacific Rim, I keep envisioning my Windstone dragons decapitated by a shelf, Bonneville with her fins snapped off from a tumble to the floor, and the hourglass an irreparable mess of glass and sand. Also, we have a toddler now, and they can have effects very similar to major earthquakes, especially when they decide that bookshelves must look kind of like ladders for a reason. It was weird in Colorado to see all the unreinforced masonry. Cool old brick schoolhouses, still standing and very much in active use. I have to admit that it was kind of a nice touch to know that the earth was not going to up and jump around on you when you least expect it.
Alan attached two of our bookshelves to the wall, the other two tomorrow I guess. We never would have done this before, and I don't think any of our relatives have done any earthquake proofing. Alan asks if we are overreacting because we were away from the threat for so long. I don't think so. It's just that we're not ignoring it like true natives. It doesn't hurt that we were in the Northridge quake. Our bookshelves fell over in that, and so, now that we're back on the Pacific Rim, I keep envisioning my Windstone dragons decapitated by a shelf, Bonneville with her fins snapped off from a tumble to the floor, and the hourglass an irreparable mess of glass and sand. Also, we have a toddler now, and they can have effects very similar to major earthquakes, especially when they decide that bookshelves must look kind of like ladders for a reason. It was weird in Colorado to see all the unreinforced masonry. Cool old brick schoolhouses, still standing and very much in active use. I have to admit that it was kind of a nice touch to know that the earth was not going to up and jump around on you when you least expect it.