Crisis Very Nearly Not Averted

So, I'm house-sitting this weekend for a professor who is out of town, and I got stuck in a very teeny bathroom this afternoon. After five or so minutes of vigorous turning, locking and unlocking (I hadn't originally locked it--I am the only person here), I figured the only solution was to MacGyver my way out by removing the door handle using a pair of scissors (found on a cursory inspection of the under the sink contents) on the screws.

As I was happily unscrewing away, I thought myself terribly clever, and while there was a moments pause about letting the outside half of the handle drop to the ground it seemed like the only way to get at the middle chamber. Which, promptly, did not open. Huh.

After being only partially successfully in my attempt to remove the hinges from the door, I was stymied and began to think of the ramifications of spending the next day in there.

• Through the handle hole I could see the dog and one of the cats and knew the mess would be disgusting (I've been on constant vigil and have already had to clean up multiple animal voids--these are needy pets).
• I'd miss both of the classes I was supposed to teach--the irresponsibility of just not showing up seemed unbearable.
• Once I'd missed classes, people might start looking for me (certainly not before), but my parents didn't know the address of where I was staying, and I wouldn't be able to answer any phone calls.
• I tried to picture the conversation I would have with my professor and her husband through the door when they returned home the next afternoon. I was already embarrassed, although I'm not certain how I could have avoided the issue...letting the outside half of the handle drop seemed like a foolish idea now.

After 15 or so minutes ruminating on these issues and trying to work out what object lesson God might be trying to communicate to me, I re-evaluated my materials at hand. Fortunately, the handle was apparently a replacement and the old one had been left in the new one's box along with some spare parts. I was eventually able to use part of the old one to turn the stuck bit and was free! I don't think I'll be replacing the handle, nor closing anymore doors in the house.

Lesson learned, never go to the bathroom without your cell?