Am I losing it?

Have you ever done something so outside yourself that you actually stop and say..."am I losing it?" Well yesterday was one of those days. I arrived exhausted to my hotel (sanctuary) in south beach late last night. I jumped in my car the next morning as the valet pulled it up to the curb...only, it wasn't my car. Hmmmm does a red ford taurus look much like a grey kia? No. Well, the worst part is that I drove this to my first meeting of the day and got a call from my assistant (about 3 hours later) who got a call from Hertz, who got a call from the hotel. Upon heading to lunch...getting into the Ford, I realized the car is SO different that I had to ask..."am I losing it?"