Confession: I did not feel the earthquake.
5.9 and somehow I missed it! We were cleaning out our house, carrying stuff down the steps, but I never felt or heard anything. Aftershocks? Missed them too. Every one. I'm kinda bummed about that. So is Daniel. He wants me to make another earthquake so he can feel it shake.
The day after the "big" earthquake, my sister had her baby! A little boy they named Caleb. Mom and Dad left Tuesday and were there for the big reveal of boy or girl. He's a cute little guy - Mom's been sending me pictures. We're anxious to go see for ourselves, though.
Amidst all that excitement, our house closed today. I expected an emotional walk down ten years of memory lane, but it never happened. Not a single tear. Maybe I cried enough over the past eleven months trying to get to this day, that I just moved on. Or maybe I'll cry next week. We are officially on the hunt for a new home and praying that God would lead us there quickly. We are happy to be in this new phase of the move, but nobody wants the interim to last long. More patience though.
And while we wait, we get to experience a hurricane, off the city grid. Meaning if the power goes out, it's probably not coming back on anytime soon. Out here on well water, we won't be able to flush. Then again, out here in the country no one will be close enough to see our makeshift outhouse either.
The forecasters can't make up their minds about how this is going affect Richmond. We've seen/heard everything from no rain (even I know better than that) to over five inches. So, if I don't post for a while, you'll know we probably don't have power.
I'd say that's enough excitement for one week...but tomorrow is Carrie's 2nd birthday. :)