A reasonable night’s sleep and I am feeling better. Now that everyone knows its fuzzy in my head it feels lighter. Becky’s story in the comments below really, really helped. Me and my car seem destined for some similar loopiness. The other day I parked it awkwardly (I knew I did and I just didn’t care. That’s a new sensation: not giving a hoot). I was sitting nearby and could see if the car caused trouble. Right away the police came by (I happened to be blocking their exit from the police station. That I forgot.) and they honked until I showed up. They must have dealt with middle aged women before. They just smiled and let me move it out of the way with no hassle. Anyway, thanks for the kind words and reality check.
After a life of facts and figures and being wicked smart it’s tough to find the brain wobbly. I’ll get used to it.