Quake?

And looks like the epicenter was right in fucking Berkeley. That was terrifying. The entire building was visibly shaking; I thought it was the Big One.

Yikes!

In good news, I came in to a nice thank-you note, cc: my boss, from a colleague I gave some information to on Friday. She's now my new favorite, because I really am that easy.

P-C,

fwiw, I think I understand that with most of the kind of quakes experienced in California, that a 4.3 and a 6 or 7 does not really feel that different to the person on the ground. It is that it can be felt by more people at a 6 than a 4.3.

The quakes that are a BOOM are a different story.

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We did roll over and go back to sleep.

But it's different when you're that close to the epicenter.

Wake up! Shake Shake Shake! I have never felt an earthquake. Been in a bunch of blizzards and hurricanes. No tornadoes, happy to say.

I put Bobby in Kindergarten at the right time (August 22 DOB), but half way through 1st grade accepted he needed to be held back. He just wasn't ready. I called a conference with his teacher and she agreed with my assessment. He was still bigger than most kids when he was the youngest and I considered that when making him the oldest, but it was the right thing to do.

I pulled him out and home schooled him the rest of the year then put him back into 1st grade again in the fall. I never thought I would suffer so much over decision making as I did over school decisions for the kids. In the end I learned to trust my instincts.

mac's team won both soccer games this weekend and I did 2 hours of yardwork and had a brief visit with a friend. We meet with mac's psychiatrist this afternoon. He had me double the prozac for the last 4 days, but I see very little difference (and is 4 days even enough to show difference?).

I am glad the weekend is over, work is more relaxing.

is 4 days even enough to show difference?

Not really. Maybe next week.

Hope everyone's ok in SF/Berkley. Good luck at Mac's dr., msbelle.

So February was a pretty crappy month, mostly with a lot of change for people very close to me (my 2nd mother is moving far away, HPF's godfather's dealing with a bunch of stuff), a bunch of stuff way up in the air, and some emotional things that make me want to go full turtle and hide. HPF spending 5 weeks telling me how horrible and mean I am helps a ton (yay, 7-going-on-13). March is starting to seem like more of the same. It feels like I'm in the middle of some pretty tectonic (sorry CA) changes and I'm gritting my teeth and hoping things will get better not worse - soonish. I've been quiet on the board because conflict, even about books I love, sends me further into the awful. If anyone has any better~ma and/or anti-brain-weasel-spray to spare, I hope you don't mind my asking. Thanks.