Today after I got out of bed, when making my bed, I picked up a corner of my out-of-place sheets and blanket and threw it toward its correct destination. I intended to just get it near where it needed to be so I could reach it more easily when I went over to the other side of the bed. But when the sheets fell, everything was already exactly where it should be. I had made my bed with a single throw. If that's not an omen that today is going to be a good day, I don't know what is.