Today was going to be the first day of my renewed devotion to “Thoughtful Thursdays”—politics and opinions and punditry! Oh my! Instead I am bleary-eyed and fuzzy-headed at 6:30 p.m. Wednesday night and the only thing keeping me from keeling over is typing this post.
Tuesday night, moments after I had drifted off to sleep (at an hour that causes my entire family to mock me), I was awakened by a good, old-fashioned California earthquake. We were rockin’ and rollin’ for long enough for me to leap out of bed and run downstairs—but not long enough to make it out of doors. Then, of course, I had to wait until the internets could provide me with the answers to the questions all of us California girls ask at times like this—magnitude? epicenter? Turns out it was a 5.7 centered in Ocotillo (about 70 miles away). It was an aftershock to the Mexicali Easter quake.
Even a seasoned earthquake veteran such as myself (Sylmar ‘71) gets a little adrenaline going during a quake, so Tuesday night’s sleep was considerably shortened from my normal (as in I’m a zealot about getting it) eight hours.
Then last night our security system had a little problem. The little problem was that it went off three separate times in the middle of the night—about every 2 hours--and nobody was trying to break in. (Though they would have found it easy—the kids didn’t lock the front door before they went to bed). This afternoon Bob, a very helpful and patient Indian man who works for ADT, helped me diagnose a low battery in a motion sensor. Of course this didn’t happen until I’d tried to fix the problem myself by unscrewing the transformer from the outlet behind the water heater (contortionist who?). I should have known it wouldn’t be that easy to cut the power to a security alarm—next time I’ll call Bob first.
We did discover, during the course of the conversation, that neither I or Mr. Fix-it remember the master code. Grownup Girl is the mathematician in the family and is working out all permutations from the possibilities given the couplet of numbers assigned to the buttons on the outside panel (the inside panel has separate numbers for each button). When we get that figured out I’m calling Bob back.
At one point during my conversation with Bob I was on another phone asking Mr. Fix-it if he remembered the code (he’s in Salt Lake City). He did not and wouldn’t have been able to tell me anyway because his bluetooth was knocked from his ear when he was rear-ended, pushed into the intersection and then clipped by someone jumping the green light. Thank goodness he was in a big ol’ work truck.
He should have been a Twitterer—I got minute-by-minute play-by-play complete with photos and commentary via iPhone. I particularly liked the one titled “Guilty-Looking.”
All of which is to say that I’m going to save my deep thoughts on the BP oil spill and its highlighting the need for all of us regular American citizens to reexamine our general gluttony when it comes to oil and gas usage (myself included) for next week.
See you tomorrow for Full Confessional Friday!
Hey, I've been reading your site lately, I came over from the Women's Colony. You're a great writer, I enjoy your stuff!
Posted by: Barefoot and Married | June 17, 2010 at 12:06 AM
Wow! What a day you had. No need to justify saving the deep thoughts for next week!
Lurked here a time or two visiting from the colony. Intend to be a little more vocal now. :o)
Posted by: Lisa | June 17, 2010 at 12:20 AM
And I thought my yesterday had been bad... Hats off to you - complete sentences, not just bullet points!
Posted by: allmycke | June 17, 2010 at 01:22 AM
Sounds like an interesting week - hope you can get some rest.
Looking forward to the Confessional tomorrow - truly appreciate you taking it over.
Posted by: Annie | June 17, 2010 at 06:26 AM
Having lived in a house with an ANNOYING security system, D and I built one with a silent one: deadbolts.
But we live in a low crime area, too, lest you think I'm stupid or sound superior!
Posted by: green girl in Wisconsin | June 17, 2010 at 08:20 AM
Whoa, that is a lot! My husband mocks me about how early I go to bed, too. I need eight hours to function well. That said, on the days I get up at 5:15 it is really hard to force myself to go to bed at 9:00.
So glad your hubby wasn't hurt!
Posted by: jenrantsraves | June 17, 2010 at 08:24 AM
Crikey. You don't do anything by halves do you, Jenn.
Posted by: reluctant blogger | June 17, 2010 at 09:28 AM
Wow, what a week Jenn.
Glad you survived the quake and sleepless nights; And Mr. Fix it was fine in the crash.
So much for an uneventful life.
Posted by: busy bee suz | June 17, 2010 at 09:30 AM
Goodness what a week! I hope the rest of your week is more peaceful.
Posted by: Meg | June 17, 2010 at 11:07 AM
You've had an interesting week.
Posted by: Smalltown Mom | June 17, 2010 at 12:05 PM
Deep thoughts not required here.
Posted by: joeinvegas | June 17, 2010 at 12:36 PM
Glad your husband was ok. That sounds like a nightmare crash, totally out of the driver's hands.
I ordered a No Phone Zone sticker from the Oprah website. Here's what I've learned since putting it on my back bumper (they're removeable)
1. When people tailgate, they see the sign and IMMEDIATELY pull back.
2. Cops come up behind me, see the sign and don't bother to check if I'm breaking the law by being on the phone.
3. If you want to follow a safe driver, pick one with a No Phone Zone sticker.
Posted by: Suzy | June 17, 2010 at 01:50 PM
Good grief!!!
Posted by: kcinnova | June 17, 2010 at 02:55 PM
Very glad the Mr. wasn't injured and very, VERY glad you are continuing FCF! It is so liberating to get things off my chest in that forum, and to also know I'm not the worst wife/daughter/sister/daughterinlaw/sisterinlaw/employee/mother/human being ever created.
Posted by: auntjone | June 17, 2010 at 04:16 PM
I'm glad your husband is ok! How scary is that.
Posted by: Janet | June 17, 2010 at 05:43 PM
Amazing that you managed to post at all - what a trooper!
Posted by: Brightside-Susan | June 17, 2010 at 06:54 PM
I'm just impressed you're not blogging drunk. Hope next week is better!
Posted by: Manic Mommy | June 17, 2010 at 08:17 PM
So glad your husband wasn't injured in the accident. I've had sleeping woes this week too, I hope they calm down after graduation!
Posted by: Tammy | June 18, 2010 at 08:51 AM
I'm glad your husband is ok!!!
Posted by: Ashley | June 18, 2010 at 12:35 PM
Tornados are scary, but at least we usually have a little warning these days
Posted by: Fannie | June 18, 2010 at 12:37 PM