While the epicenter of the 5.9 earthquake that dominated the news, twitter, and facebook feeds across the east coast was a heck of a lot closer to where I grew up in Maryland than to Vermont I still felt the tremors way up here. However, I didn't know what the heck was going on at first.
Whilst I blissfully sat on the couch doing some work on my computer Shawn walked into the room. The following conversation then took place:
Me: Is the couch moving?
Me: Seriously, the couch is moving. I feel like I am shaking!
Shawn: What's wrong with you? Its not moving. Maybe its just a pregnancy thing.
I sat on the couch swearing I saw it swaying back and forth and I was swaying right along with it for a good twenty to thirty seconds. Part of me wondered if Shawn was right and I was light headed or experiencing some other weird pregnancy related side effect. Then my mother called and confirmed I wasn't nuts with her reports of a large earthquake just minutes ago that she felt while driving home from work down in Maryland. My poor sister, who was home alone, dealt with photos and objects falling off shelves and the house shaking strongly enough she thought things broke upstairs, but it turned out to be fine.
So, I relished in the fact that I actually wasn't crazy and I got to feel an earthquake! A real, live earthquake! What made it even better is that there was no damage or consequence here or to any of my loved ones down south. Now I'll be happy if such an event doesn't repeat itself, especially soon.