The sun is on the wrong side of the sky, I ate a bowl of ramen for breakfast, I'm still tired, and I must have slept on my neck wrong because it feels very sore and I've got a headache. But it's trash day. Yay? I hear the truck picking it up right now. Either that or the aliens are invading. At this point neither one would surprise me. It wouldn't surprise me if the trash truck were leaving fresh trash instead of picking it up. When the sun is on the wrong side of the sky anything is possible, as far as I'm concerned.
Maybe I'll do some laundry. Maybe I'll eat some ice cream. Maybe I'll go back to bed. It's Tuesday. What difference could any of it possibly make?