Well.

So, I was chatting on Yahoo with Ivy, something I do from time to time, she's busy with the baby and all but sometimes she is randomly on during the day.

Um, the conversation went something like this:

Wow, my house is shaking
My neighbors are doing some crazy renovations, that is some noisy construction
Wait that was an earthquake, everything all right?

Nevermind that I was totally freaked out, my house was VISIBLY shaking, and I really thought something had gone horribly wrong with the construction project next door and that the building was going to start tumbling. Once it stopped, I was like, you know, that could have been an earthquake, I mean, what else actually shakes walls? Cause if something went wrong next door, um, the house would have ACTUALLY fallen, or at least there would have been some kind of crash as something fell in next door, but instead it was just silent.

Sure enough, earthquake.

And HOLY SHIT.

This is why I don't like being home alone.

If it had continued for a few more seconds, I prob would have realized what was happening and thought to move to a doorway. Which would have had to suffice because I CANT OPEN MY FRONT DOOR.

Fortunately here on the east coast we don't really have building-toppling earthquakes, and even if we did, I could very well have been sound asleep, although 100% physically fine, and my house could have fallen down on me before I even woke up.

Which is what I keep trying to tell myself, but I am still kinda freaked out.