That's the text I sent to some of my friends this afternoon. At around 1:50pm there was a 5.8 earthquake in Virginia and was felt all the way up into NYC.
I was upstairs blow drying my hair, Natalie was downstairs playing in the living room and Lily was napping. When it first happened I thought someone really heavy was coming up the stairs but when I popped my head out of the bathroom there was no one there and then for a split second the shaking stopped and then it hit me that we were experiencing an earthquake! At about the time I realized what was going on the house really started to shake. A 6 foot ladder that was leaning up against the wall on the landing went crashing down the stairs. I went running after it to make sure Natalie was okay. She was but very scared. By that time it was over. I checked on Lily, who slept through the whole thing, and she was fine. The whatever amount of seconds that it lasted I was praying it wouldn't be a big one and that it would be over soon and thankfully those prayers were answered. Some stuff on shelves shifted and the ladder hit my printer's tray and broke a piece off but that was it!! I am so thankful that is the worst that happened and we were all safe. Getting ahold of my husband was another story. I didn't get in contact with him until an hour after the earthquake. The building he works in was evacuated and he said they were outside for almost an hour. But everyone was fine. And for whatever reason I could not dial out on my cell phone or send texts for about 2 hours after. I am from California. I know earthquakes. Earthquake drills were a normal part of my education. This is the last thing I thought I would go through living in Maryland! Crazy! Now to prepare for a possible visit from Hurricane Irene...awesome.