For Californians, our little earthquake this morning was no big deal, but East Central Illinoisians are reacting like kids from the tropics seeing their first snow flakes. Everyone was talking today about where they were, what they were doing and how it felt when our very own 5.2 magnitude quake hit.
I was still sleeping, the quake beating my alarm by four minutes. There were reports of some people being shaken out of their beds, but I found it just as hard to get out of bed at 4:40 a.m. as I always do. I did have the fun of feeling a little vibration in my chair from an aftershock at 10:15 this morning. It felt just like the last earthquake I experienced, in the early 1980s, when my family was sitting down eating supper. I felt a vibration in my chair, and since I couldn't account for the turbulence by having recently eaten beans, I remarked to The Wife, "I think we just had an earthquake."
Spring is finally here, next week is the Ebertfest and we have survived an earthquake. Could life be any better?