It's official. I am no longer an earthquake virgin.
At approximately 5:45 this morning, I was awaked by the sound of our bedroom door rattling against the big stone that we use to prop it open. (Don't ask.) While trying to figure out what that noise was from a dead sleep, I noticed that I was shaking, too. I thought, "Why am I shaking?" From beside me, with his eyes wide open waking up from a bad dream look, Mike said, "Earthquake."
The door ceased and resumed its rattling but I didn't feel more shaking so I wrote it off as, "Maybe it's just air pressure causing the door to rattle." Mike was like, "No, it's an earthquake." I then remembered from middle school geography class that there was a fault line on this side of Ohio. I told that to Mike and he reiterated that it did run up Dayton and he'd experienced tremors before.
At this point, we hear Ben take a big wake-up sigh/yawn. We both became quiet hoping Ben would roll over and go back to bed but that was not the case. Ben hardly ever goes back to sleep if he is awakened after 5:30. Mike went over and did damage control and was able to get Ben to go back to sleep for another 45 minutes before starting the day.
I get on the computer this morning to figure out what happened and found there was a 5.4 quake in Illinois. Click on the map (which I'm borrowing from CNN) to get the full earthquake story.
11:20 am - Small aftershock? No rattling door but I thought I felt movement.
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