You people have no idea how scared I get when these things happen.
I always think it’s just the beginning and an even bigger one is coming.
Which would mean that we’re going to lose power and water, so I run to the toilet, pee, then I take a shower. That way I’m clean and emptied, just in case that happens.
I try to stay calm now that I have kids, because THEY freak out and being their mother, I’m supposed to reassure them that everything is going to be ok.
Before I had kids? I would run to the toilet and scream “I’m sorry God, for everything, please, don’t let me die.”
Now, I pretend to be calm, make sure the kids are ok, hug them, THEN I go pee and cry a little inside.
It’s the feeling of having absolutely NO control over what is happening that scares me.
It was 5.6. Damn. Ok. I’m better now. I think.