Bad Timing

I consistently have the worst luck with earthquakes. The last biggish So-Cal earthquake we had last year I was in the ladies restroom inside the break room at work. The rest of my co-workers were waiting outside for me to go out to eat. During my "stay" in the restroom it was a rocky ride. When I got out everyone in the break room looked at me and asked "were you on the toilet during that???" Yes. Yes I was. Then they laughed.

This time at 8:45pm I was actually in the shower. Tony and I just ran around mile-square and he was downstairs while I was showering. I ran out commando into my bedroom freakin' soapy and wet. Yes. Yes I was.

Those pesky earthquakes.