My overnight responsibility dilemma

I was having a nice dream. I had just put in a phone order to Wendy's for a Frosty when I heard it raining. I got up to go when I heard what sounded like the Black Eyed Peas preparing a personal performance of "Boom Boom Pow" in my back yard. I realized I wasn't dreaming....it WAS raining and there was lightning and thunder involved. Then in it happned. I heard a crash.

I found myself, at 2:30 am, thinking the trash can must have been blown over and I should go get it. It's freakin' 2:30 in the morning! I'm arguing in my head, "is it considered socially responsible to go outside and pick up this can or it is plain dumb to go outside in a thunderstorm to make sure the trash isn't thrown about the neighborhood?".

I get up to make sure it was my can. Sure enough, my "Curby" recycle can had fallen over in the wind. I go back to my bed. I'm lying in bed...AGAIN....arguing with myself about picking it up. If I get up, get dressed, go outside and get soaked, I'll be up the rest of the morning. I need rest. I'm having a pretty rough week at work and sleep is helping. If I don't get up and go outside to do this I will lie here the rest of the morning mad at myself for letting my recycables blow into my neighbors' yards.

I get up...walk to the back door to put on my flops when another dilemma hits. I sleep exactly how I came out of Ms. Carolyne. I am NOT getting dressed. The can is about 20ft from the back door. Nobody but my dumbass is up at 230 worrying about their trash can. I open the door and walk outside in nothing but flip flops, pick up my can, when God plays the funniest joke on me....by lighting up the entire sky with a bolt of lightning! If anyone was up they got to see all my parts.
I was giggling, 2:30 am, standing naked outside beside the trash can on my back driveway.

I deserved a Frosty after all that.