I'm having one of those days, and I've only been up for 12 minutes!
Dozing in bed, nursing the baby, I suddenly felt him move away. That caught my attention immediately, since his usual motion is toward me, especially while he's eating. I opened my eyes to see Rosi working at tying a shoelace to his ankle and tugging him toward the edge of the bed.
He fell back asleep and I got up only to find that, despite going shopping last night, still the only "quick" breakfast food in the house is eggs. I just can't handle eggs right now. I dug out a leftover chunk of cheese and some pretzels for breakfast. I sat down at the computer to check my e-mail, while I had the chance. Reaching into the (nearly full) bag of pretzels, I knocked the entire thing onto the floor. Upside down.
No terrible tragedies, thankfully, just enough of the little things that MAKE ME WANT TO SCREAM. I don't get enough sleep for this.