That's the magnitude of the earthquake that struck my state this morning.
Most of my friends and family didn't feel it. But I sure did. And let me just say, experiencing an earthquake wasn't exactly something I wanted to be able to say I've experienced in this lifetime. But now I can check that off the list!
I was upstairs in my son's room, putting a new lightbulb in his lamp, when the whole room started shaking and the bed was creaking like crazy. It lasted maybe about three seconds or so, although, of course, when you're experiencing something like that it feels like a lot longer. My husband was mowing outside in the backyard, and I remember thinking, man, why is he ramming the lawnmower against the side of the house??? I ran outside to ask him if he felt it. He looked at me like I was crazy, but he noticed that a neighbor's house alarm had just gone off seconds before. Sure enough, when I jumped on Facebook, other statuses were reporting the same, so I knew I wasn't crazy.
It rattled me so badly (literally) that my legs felt woozy for a good hour afterwards.
Let me just say this:
I'll take tornadoes any day of the week over earthquakes. Any day.
Here's hoping for a quieter rest of the day...