Kathy's Day Off

[lifetaketwo]

At 2:30 this morning I was trying to sleep. At 3:00 I was still awake. Three hours later I woke up when I thought I heard someone coming through the door. At that point it was time to get up, but I literally couldn't move, couldn't turn over in bed. Took me a good (bad?) 45 minutes or so to get semi-flexible. Decided to take a sick day, even though I'm aware that I've been taking way too much time off lately and it has most likely been noticed/discussed. Grumbled about having to get dressed and drive the kids to daycare. Without kids, you just roll over and go back to sleep. More Motrin is needed and I'm hoping it works this time. Don't want this to turn into another "Have you tried physical therapy?" nightmare like in 2005-2006.



====EDIT 5:00 PM====
A voice was calling from far away.

"Ohhhhhhh!..............Ohhhh, ayyyyyyyyyyy...." 
 

I couldn't make out the words, but the voice was persistent.

"........ohhhhhhh, main....."
 

Then I woke up fully and realized that the voice was the maintenance man, and he was in my living room.

"Hello, Maintenance!" 
I opened the bedroom door a crack. "Do you have a door for me?" 
 

"Well, yeah...I have to get a bolt, this one's shot," was the reply. Much banging and jostling followed. I guess I fell asleep. When I woke up four hours later, the door was leaning up against the dryer, right where it had been in November, almost in the same spot it had been when I first reported it broken in October and the slacker manager dropped the ball forgot to put in a work order. When I leave this apartment, will my laundry room door still be lying in the narrow hallway?