In which some items shift in transit
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zeborahYadda yadda earthquake, yadda yadda evacuation, yadda yadda liquefaction, yadda yadda.
We evacuated immediately after the 5.5 and were sent straight home. I got a lift, stopping in a couple of places on the way, and was very close to my parents' when the 6.0 hit. At first I thought my friend was slowing due to existing pot-holes, then I wondered if her tyre had blown or something, and then I noticed the electricity wires playing jumprope.
Checked in with family then walked to my place. It was nice and sunny, and there were people out on porches and lawns and at letterboxes watching the traffic go by. As I picked my way through liquefaction, someone warned me about a pothole hidden under the surface. I passed the dairy where the owner was carrying on business with money in a plastic container outside and fetching items from the messy interior for his customers. When I got home I chatted for a bit with some neighbours I've never really seen before.
Got in the door (sticks a bit more, again) and opened the cupboard to get the cat's food out and thus lure her back. As I should have predicted, things fell out. I put her food out but she didn't return for several hours anyway (and then a few minutes later we got another aftershock and she followed recommended safety procedures admirably: straight under the sofa, then once the shaking stopped promptly evacuated the house. I meanwhile just sat there a little bored).
Other shifting of items, such as it was:
In the weekend, I'd finally put all my fiction books back up on their shelves, using some non-slip surface stuff. They're still all there (though so are the ones I'd put up previously without said stuff). The CDs and the pantry were fairly easy to tidy up. All the kitchen drawers had rocketed out to the extent they could, but the china and glass cupboards were still tied shut. (Not having figured out yet what else to do with them, I've had string tied around their handles since February. So glad I didn't get bored of doing this.) The cracks in the chimney are growing. The freestanding wardrobe fell over, but due to cunning re-placement didn't break any windows this time; the wardrobe bolted to the wall is still attempting to shake itself to bits. The fridge, to my disgust, shifted several inches out from the wall in a clear hint that I need to vacuum behind it.
Yadda yadda, wobble wobble, yadda yadda.
We evacuated immediately after the 5.5 and were sent straight home. I got a lift, stopping in a couple of places on the way, and was very close to my parents' when the 6.0 hit. At first I thought my friend was slowing due to existing pot-holes, then I wondered if her tyre had blown or something, and then I noticed the electricity wires playing jumprope.
Checked in with family then walked to my place. It was nice and sunny, and there were people out on porches and lawns and at letterboxes watching the traffic go by. As I picked my way through liquefaction, someone warned me about a pothole hidden under the surface. I passed the dairy where the owner was carrying on business with money in a plastic container outside and fetching items from the messy interior for his customers. When I got home I chatted for a bit with some neighbours I've never really seen before.
Got in the door (sticks a bit more, again) and opened the cupboard to get the cat's food out and thus lure her back. As I should have predicted, things fell out. I put her food out but she didn't return for several hours anyway (and then a few minutes later we got another aftershock and she followed recommended safety procedures admirably: straight under the sofa, then once the shaking stopped promptly evacuated the house. I meanwhile just sat there a little bored).
Other shifting of items, such as it was:
In the weekend, I'd finally put all my fiction books back up on their shelves, using some non-slip surface stuff. They're still all there (though so are the ones I'd put up previously without said stuff). The CDs and the pantry were fairly easy to tidy up. All the kitchen drawers had rocketed out to the extent they could, but the china and glass cupboards were still tied shut. (Not having figured out yet what else to do with them, I've had string tied around their handles since February. So glad I didn't get bored of doing this.) The cracks in the chimney are growing. The freestanding wardrobe fell over, but due to cunning re-placement didn't break any windows this time; the wardrobe bolted to the wall is still attempting to shake itself to bits. The fridge, to my disgust, shifted several inches out from the wall in a clear hint that I need to vacuum behind it.
Yadda yadda, wobble wobble, yadda yadda.
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Date: 2011-06-13 09:50 am (UTC)