You have to know what has happened.

You decide you better find out what is going on before it drives you insane. You stroll to your car and hop in, as it starts it once again hits you that you walked right to the car, not even having to beep the door opener. You see you must have some money as you drive away in a nearly new dark grey ford mustang convertible. But where should you go to figure things out, the store where you got the boots, or your house?