Another small Ladera quake. I was snatched awake at 3:24 am by a quick sharp jolt. That made two exactly seven hours apart. Some part of me kept waiting for the next and I never really did fall back asleep.
Fascinating how the did-you-feel-it reports have the effects skipping over part of the Peninsula and shaking hard again in pockets further up north. So did any skeins fall out of the bins at Cottage Yarns? (Probably not; 2.9 is pretty small.)
One of the first things I did after sunup was to push a chair over, stand a bit tippytoeish, and move that bubbles bottle out of that upper window. Turns out there wasn’t much left in it anyway, but hey, now I don’t have to worry about it.
We had power. We had water. I was too tired to do much but I did spend the day laundering All The Things. No Shirt Left Behind. You never know.