Do you know what I’ve discovered? This is my 10th post. I am in a state of shock and I’m exhausted! Not to mention going through two natural disasters — an earthquake and a hurricane — which have given me a lot of fodder for my blog. But so many people who are much better bloggers than I have written about the devastation on the East Coast, I thought I’d skip it, reward myself with a week of sleep, an expensive massage, and start fresh next week with my 11th post: “Old people say the darndest things.”
Monday morning quarterbacking of my specific behavior during the earthquake, however, does warrant a two-paragraph “aha” confession from me about getting a more laidback worldview:
- When an earthquake happens in a region that hasn’t had one in 100 years, don’t assume that the swaying of the 14th floor of a glass encased building where you work is the “rapture” and assume you’ve been “left behind,” confirming what you’ve always thought about your sorry ass: “everybody talkin’ ‘bout heaven ain’t goin’ there!” Note to self: next time you realize the rockin-and-rollin’ is an earthquake that has thrown you to your knees, try praying instead of screaming at the top of your lungs — “Lord, have mercy, we’re all going to die” — as you flee down the crowded stairs.
- (Do try and maintain a modicum of “coolness” for God’s sake.)
Until next week. . . .
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