 at luncheon with some teacher friends two days before the quake. The day before the quake, I felt compelled to clean my house from top to bottom, and I'm normally quite content to leave books on the dust balls and dishes in the sink and go to my studio and paint, but she was driven like maybe a pregnant woman was for giving birth. You have to make the nest right for something that's coming. The next day, she went to bed without supper that night.