I went to lunch with my brother today and, while we were eating, we shared health stories. We both have problems with our joints and I told him the past few days were not only hard on my breathing but also on my knees. When I got up after lunch, my knees were screaming.
I told him that I generally take the stairs at the condo going down (even though my knees really ached today coming down from the fourth floor) but that I take the elevator back up because it would be too hard on my knees.
Don’t say the universe doesn’t have a sense of humor. When I got back to the condo after lunch, I saw a sign on the elevator: “Out of order”. It appears that it might be out for a while since, as I’ve heard, the elevator people don’t have the parts needed for repairs.
So, guess who is going to lug his luggage down four flights of stairs tomorrow when leaving for the airport and my vacation? 😮
I just hope it’s repaired by the time I get back home in two and a half weeks.
