I got up around 4 A.M. Once I had a cup of coffee in hand, I sat down at the kitchen table with my checkbook and proceeded to pay a couple of bills. Suddenly I got the strangest feeling... like my house was moving! Yes, the house was definitely moving.
"What's wrong with me," I wondered. "Why do I feel like the floor is shaking?"
Funny how when something like that happens, the first thing I think is that something's wrong with me. Seriously, I was afraid to get out of my chair for fear I was having some sort of dizzy spell or something. Cliff slept right through it. So did Sadie.
I turned on the TV, and they just confirmed what I suspected: We had an earthquake. In Missouri! I only remember feeling an earthquake once before, back when my son was a baby.
Actually, I guess the actual earthquake was in Illinois... we just got some tremors from it.
We've received over an inch of rain. Although it could possibly delay the delivery of our mobile home, I'm not going to complain about rainfall; not after the drought we experienced last year.
Because I hate to do an entry without any photo, I include this shot of the old Waterloo Store. When we moved here in 1975, the store was still open for business, sort of a quaint convenience store.