About 9 am this morning while sitting at the computer I felt the motorhome shaking. My first thought was it was my imagination. I looked at Tim and asked if he felt anything. Yep, he did. I looked at my plant sitting on the dash and the leaves were really shaking. I told him we were experiencing a pretty substantial earthquake (after all we are in California only a few miles from the San Andreas fault). My second thought was this may be a big one since we really felt it. My third thought was “crap, there may be damage to the roads and we won’t be able to leave next week and we’re really ready to head back to AZ”. Tim said earthquakes don’t last this long. My fourth thought was “damn, it’s the spin cycle on the washing machine”.
