Shake shake shake
Aug. 23rd, 2011 05:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightlotusmoonWell, damn. It's been a few hours since that 5.9 earthquake and I don't know why I'm still shaking. I really should have stopped shaking by now.
I was in Rockville, in a hair salon, and the shampoo lady had just lifted my rinsed head out of the sink. Her hand was on top of my head when everything started shaking. She gasped, "Oh my god" and kept her hand on my head, because I didn't realize I was trembling. Stylists and customers alike froze and stared at each other. When it ended, a few women grabbed their cell phones and desperately tried to call or text loved ones. My stylist, Ana, who had colored my hair earlier, took my hand and led me back to her chair so she could trim and dry my hair. She and I were as calm as we could be, keeping our cell phones out. We squealed in joy over how the dark brown with tones of purple, red, and gold made my brown eyes pop and made my pale skin glow. She made me stay in the seat until I stopped shaking. When I went to the front desk to pay, I gave Ana a huge cash tip. My information is now in the Zoe Salon system, with my chosen color, Deep Heather (dark brown with tones of red, gold, and violet).
The main reason I'd been in Rockville was to go to my bank in King Farm, with a check from my Schwab IRA disability distribution. Eight thousand dollars. Half of the money will go to pay off all my credit card debt. The rest will go into savings. After I made the deposit and took many deep breaths, I decided to treat myself to a new hair color and trim. I'm glad I did.
This morning, I had to take a Klonopin with my morning Trileptal. I'd had violent nightmares and had woken up having an anxiety attack. I don't know if it had anything to do with the earthquake.
When I finally came home, all three cats were in the kitchen, huddled together. I found this startling and amazingly sweet, since Luna doesn't like the other two in her immediate personal space. But there they were, Luna and Rose kissing while Jupiter groomed both. I hugged them all and gave them a big plate of canned food.
Adam and I spoke to each other over the phone. He had been driving on the Jersey Turnpike and hadn't felt the quake. He's in New York City overnight for a job. My parents called me; they had felt the quake out in Long Island. Everyone is fine.
Eventually, I will stop shaking.
Also, my two My Little Pony unicorns, Glory and Windy (vintage 1983 Generation 1) had fallen over but are fine.
I was in Rockville, in a hair salon, and the shampoo lady had just lifted my rinsed head out of the sink. Her hand was on top of my head when everything started shaking. She gasped, "Oh my god" and kept her hand on my head, because I didn't realize I was trembling. Stylists and customers alike froze and stared at each other. When it ended, a few women grabbed their cell phones and desperately tried to call or text loved ones. My stylist, Ana, who had colored my hair earlier, took my hand and led me back to her chair so she could trim and dry my hair. She and I were as calm as we could be, keeping our cell phones out. We squealed in joy over how the dark brown with tones of purple, red, and gold made my brown eyes pop and made my pale skin glow. She made me stay in the seat until I stopped shaking. When I went to the front desk to pay, I gave Ana a huge cash tip. My information is now in the Zoe Salon system, with my chosen color, Deep Heather (dark brown with tones of red, gold, and violet).
The main reason I'd been in Rockville was to go to my bank in King Farm, with a check from my Schwab IRA disability distribution. Eight thousand dollars. Half of the money will go to pay off all my credit card debt. The rest will go into savings. After I made the deposit and took many deep breaths, I decided to treat myself to a new hair color and trim. I'm glad I did.
This morning, I had to take a Klonopin with my morning Trileptal. I'd had violent nightmares and had woken up having an anxiety attack. I don't know if it had anything to do with the earthquake.
When I finally came home, all three cats were in the kitchen, huddled together. I found this startling and amazingly sweet, since Luna doesn't like the other two in her immediate personal space. But there they were, Luna and Rose kissing while Jupiter groomed both. I hugged them all and gave them a big plate of canned food.
Adam and I spoke to each other over the phone. He had been driving on the Jersey Turnpike and hadn't felt the quake. He's in New York City overnight for a job. My parents called me; they had felt the quake out in Long Island. Everyone is fine.
Eventually, I will stop shaking.
Also, my two My Little Pony unicorns, Glory and Windy (vintage 1983 Generation 1) had fallen over but are fine.
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Date: 2011-08-23 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-23 10:01 pm (UTC)That being said, I'm glad you're okay and your cats are fine.
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Date: 2011-08-23 10:28 pm (UTC)