I figure a day is not starting well, when it begins this way:
Xander: It's morning time!!!
Ray: Oh shit, it is too. ...It's quarter to eight!
Xander and I had to be at preschool for 8:30. The day was packed full of stuff, and it would have been nice to have had at least another half hour to work with. But then again, what's a Monday morning without a little Murphy's Law thrown in.