But all is well in Fred-land!
I was at work, licking an envelope, and about to run to the mailbox. I heard this grinding, but thought it was some construction in the area. Then it started swaying and that's when I knew it not construction, but an earthquake. It felt huge. Like it wasn't going to stop. It swayed back and forth for what felt like a minute, they say it was 20 - 30 seconds. It really feels like you have no control.
That was 20 - 30 seconds too long for me. Me, who is not a Southern California native. Me, whose major weather issue was tornadoes and severe thunderstorms in Michigan.
An hour later... we're back in the office. Business as usual, except for the conversation topic of the day: Are you okay? Did you feel it? Where were you when it happened? Did you get in touch with your folks.
Scary part. My office is in the "garden level" of a four-story building. The garden level is another term for basement. lol.
All is well. That's the least I can ask for right now.