I had a weird dream about a month ago.
I was babysitting the baby Jesus, but in a modern setting.
I was frantically getting him ready to go somewhere. I was packing all his clothes, food and diapers into a stroller. I was in a big hurry to get him ready. I picked him up to put him into his stroller and as I held him he looked up at me and said "what date is the third Monday?" I was in such a hurry, I said I'm in too much of a hurry to be able to figure that out, I'm too stupid". He sadly looked at me and slowly shook his head. I then said "I'm sorry, you probably don't like it when people put themselves down, do you?" I was so upset with myself that I woke up. I then thought wait, what did he ask me? What is the date the third Monday falls on? Why didn't I ask why do you want to know that? My first response was oh no I'm to stupid to answer that question.

I'm wondering if it would be a major stock market crash, or a major catasrophy here in the US?
So anyway just thought I'd share.