Just as I sat down to the computer, I heard a rumbling, the dog tumbling down the stairs, and then the house started to shake. I was a little slow to react since it’s been awhile since we have had a daytime earthquake, but then Gertigirl and I dashed into the living room where we felt much safer. Well, I did. Gerti had no idea what was going on. She just wanted to be with me.
My little house has 2 parts, built more than a century apart. The old part which was built as a temporary shelter in 1900 while the big house on the property was being built, has 7’4″ ceilings and was not built to last, but it has, although there is a definite lean to the north. When we decided to live here a few years ago, we reconfigured the old part slightly and added a new kitchen and living room. Building codes required us to use specially engineered earthquake panels in the new areas. The contractor felt that it was over-engineered for such a small space and the joke was that everyone would run to our living room in a earthquake.
Well, no one else was here but me and Gerti, but we sure got there fast. Now I hear the neighbors in back out talking about earthquakes and where they were when the last big one hit back in ’89. Yep, makes everyone a little on edge. We don’t worry about killer cold, snow, hurricanes or tornadoes, but there is that tectonic shift issue.