Sheets

She was so tired.
The day had taken everything and given nothing and now she was drained, both physically and mentally.
Ascending the stairs felt like someone with no legs or arms climbing Everest. She somehow summoned the strength to make it up all 23 steps.
She dragged herself into the bedroom and switched on the light.
The new sheets were folded neatly at the bottom of the bed, waiting to be put in place.
It was the worst day ever.