Working from home as usual, I fixed myself lunch: last night's salad, Last Chance Leftovers (veggie sauté from the night before last), and half a sandwich. On my way to the table, I dropped the sandwich and salad. ALL OVER MY FLOOR.
OTOH, I had spent the morning successfully implementing something in C# despite an API naming inconsistency from the developer; I was still so high on that success that I didn't even get angry at the floor stealing most of my lunch.
But I was left still kinda hungry.