Thanks, sis, that's a good idea.

Last night I was run down. Then I tried a new game my husband had linked to me a few days ago and got hooked. Stayed up a bit too late, but I was finally starting to feel relaxed and not overwhelmed by everything. I'm a bit sleepy, but not terrible. I've been worse.

So, flash forward to 7:30 a.m. and I'm getting my 6 year old into the car so we can head out for the day, and I hear talking from the pocket. "Hello? How are you! Oh, that's nice." It kind of sounds like my step-mom. So I'm thinking, did I pocket dial her? I pull out my phone, and it's locked. Nothing in the history showing I made a call....

So, I drop off 6 year old and get behind a truck. We're sitting at a light and I see another minivan in front of him, but realize it's only half of a minivan (cut long ways from nose to back, only the right side is sitting on the road.) No one seems to be reacting to this, like the trucks not trying to go around it or anything. But I can see half of the back winow, the frame was a bluish gray color. I stare at it for a minute, trying to get my mind to make sense of what I'm looking at. Then I realize that there is no minivan there at all. It becomes just a glare of light on the window and then disappears.

Fun way to start the morning, I guess.