What a difference a week makes.
Last week everyone was crumbling. At work lots of people away trying to sort our their personal situations, and those that were there were all on the edge of tears all the time. Nearly half the people in Christchurch said that they wanted to get out.
Lot's of children are now refusing to go to school - they are just too scared and the trauma councilors are swamped.
My wife was scared to go into town and scared for me going to work. The whole town was just on edge.
This week everyone seems to have gotten it together again, everyone is talking about how to use the new opportunities that the latest disaster has given us and generally there is a more positive feel. Everyone is still anxious, but what a difference a weekend makes.
We are all waiting to hear which suburbs will have to be abandoned. At the moment the unofficial estimate is that 12,000 houses will be abandoned because the ground slumping is so great that the areas will basically go underwater in the next decent rain.
Big parts of Christchurch are now a ghost town - no-one lives there except a few hardcore people who will not be moved despite broken houses with no facilities and immediate danger.
My wife and I were talking about selling up and going somewhere else. We are not now. We will stay and be part of rebuilding this beautiful broken city. I think that there is a new feeling now - that of grim determination