Do you see all that shade?!?! Also, when we first got here yesterday, Kira looked out at our view and said "I just don't get it. What am I supposed to be looking at? What is so appealing about this?!?!" To all my golfer fans, I apologize. Anything less than a city or beach view is just not gonna cut it for her. Of course, in light of current events, when I look out there I see a wide open space on which to escape the dancing of the earth, should the need arise.
Speaking of that, because speaking of that is all I want to do right now, I am a bit better this morning. Of course, I was a bit better yesterday morning after the first one hit, so here's to hoping I don't have to eat my words again. When I woke up, I started sorting through the many piles of laundry and began thinking about what exactly I was so annoyed with Anthony and Kira about last night. I mean, if have to go through unexpected natural disasters, they are who I want by my side, and I can't imagine being separated from them during something like this, so it is not that I want to leave them. I just wanted them to want to leave with ME. It is all about Fight or Flight. My sympathetic nervous system leans more toward the Flight response, while I am apparently married to, and have helped raise Fight people. Last night was not the first time that I have wanted to irrationally leave a situation I perceived to put my life in danger. It has happened at least twice before. The first time was during an armed robbery at the fast food restaurant where I was working right out of college. When I saw the gun pointed at my face, my first instinct was to run away, which I tried to do. The person with the powerful weapon in his hand, however, changed my mind, and I had to comply. I didn't even have an option to fight, but I certainly tried to flee. The other time that was of any significance was the day of the terrorist attacks on 9/11. The second we realized that we were under attack, I left my job, with the excuse that the daycare had called and Kira was sick. I knew immediately that my supervisor did not buy my excuse, but he let me go anyway. I was about a mile away when I realized how illogical that all was, and that I needed to "woman up" and return to my job. I am a Flight girl, but I need those two Fight people in my life or else I would never stay planted anywhere. In this situation, however, I am most bothered by all the native Californians who are freaked out by this. It reminds me of the 2011 tornado outbreak we had where those of us who have lived through tornadoes our entire lives were still thrown off course by the sheer magnitude of destruction. I need a native to pat me on the hand and tell me that this is normal. I don't need them to be as nervous as I am. No one here at this resort seems to be freaking out, so I take refuge in that. As I type this at 7:26 a.m., I am receiving CNN alerts that those folks near the epicenter are experiencing aftershocks every minute, so what I have experienced is nothing compared to what they have been going through. Like I said yesterday----perspective. I don't know what today will bring, and I hope I can tell you at the end of this day that all is well, and kind of boring here. We aren't planning to leave the desert today. It is supposed to be a low key day. Here's hoping and praying for that.
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