"I feel the earth move under my feet" would've been the perfect background music as I was attempting to wash our minivan yesterday morning. The ground literally shook, as the cars that lined our street swayed from side to side. A 5.8 earthquake which was later downgraded to 5.4 had just hit us, with the epicenter a mere thirty minute drive away. Our old house suffered no structural damage, thank God, but we were a little bit shaken, no pun intended nonetheless. We were bombarded with news stories about the quake immediately after. As of 12:30 PM we had around 24 aftershocks. There is a slim chance that we'll have a bigger quake within days but we're all praying it doesn't happen.
Today I was so psyched to go to Ikea to buy some things for my room. I'd been dying to make it a little more me. When my mom and I got there, the Scandinavian furniture haven was closed, possibly because of the earthquake. My dream of having Swedish meatballs for lunch was instantly crushed! We went to Costco instead where I bought nothing. Oh well, tomorrow's another day.
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