Guh.
I feel like garbage today, and it’s all Glen’s fault. Glen is one of our downstairs tenants (Mel’s brother Al is the other) and he called for a cab this morning but forgot (for the second time) to tell them he was at the back/downstairs door.
And when I say “this morning” I mean at about 5:45, which for me is smack dab in the middle of my sleep cycle. The doorbell rang and I had to go check on it. Once I’m up, I’m up and I need to take some time to unwind before I can sleep again. It took me almost two hours before I could nod off. Even though I slept in a bit to make up for it, it feels like I haven’t really slept at all.
Guh.
When Stewie calls for a cab they call his phone with an automated message saying the cab’s outside. No door buzzing.