Today in random scary things, the glass globe to a hallway light just suddenly fell down and shattered into hundreds of pieces. At first, I thought D had knocked something over, then realized she was in the bath, and H was on a different floor. Glad no one was standing under it at the moment. And I plan to wear shoes in the house for the next few days (I normally go barefoot or sometimes just socks). H had changed the bulb last week, so maybe it was loose, but odd that it would wait a few days (and without something sort of shaking the house).