Be careful what you wish for...

So, I have been bitching for a while now that I would kill to have a day off. And not a weekend day. A weekday day. A day to myself. A day of my own making. A day to watch Martha, walk the dogs, window shop, eat ice cream... today is not that day.
I, in my clutzy way, somehow managed to sprain my ankle. Sadly, there is no funny story to go along with this event as I don't even know what I did to sprain my ankle. I simply woke up this morning unable to walk. This sucks for many reasons.
First, I can't garden (my job today) if I can't walk.
Second, I am trapped in my basement apartment since I can't climb stairs because I can't walk.
Third, I can't do my internship walking around surveying parks because again, I can't walk.
I can't even order food because I can't climb to the top of our stairs to get the food from the delivery guy because I can't walk.
This day sucks.