No, they’re not related, other than they’re all thoughts I had last night.
First, the boob job. Though they’ve shrunk down to a more reasonable (though still larger than usual) size, I still don’t fit into many of my shirts. Marked improvement over last week when I didn’t fit into ANY of my shirts. And though I’m enjoying having cleavage for the second time in my life, they actually touch each other when I lay on my side, and it’s rather uncomfortable. And when I bend or slouch, the underside touches my chest and that’s pretty uncomfortable, as well. I guess those are just things you get used to when you have a larger chest, but they’re new and odd for me.
Now on to the UFO. I was up in the middle of the night to nurse G and also had a sick feeling in my stomach, so rather than allowing myself to just drift back to sleep, I stayed awake to see where the stomach thing was headed. After about 40 minutes, I saw a very bright light that was higher than the streetlight moving south down the street, then it appeared to swing west and then go out. It was accompanied by a very loud engine noise.
Now, it could have been a MidAmerican truck with their searchlight that they use during power outages. But we weren’t having a power outage, and how it would have swung West is beyond me. Randy pointed out it could have been a helicopter with a searchlight, but that’s unlikely unless we had a wanted criminal running through our neighborhood last night AND the helicopter was flying dangerously low.
So, who knows? I really don’t think it was aliens, but I don’t know what it was.