I finally finished my project at 1 minute until 2:00 today. My boss told us we could go home at 2:00, so my timing was perfect. I called my mom on my way home and told her I “might” get off early. I like to surprise her so I don’t always tell her I’m on my way. She told me that she might not be home when I got there because she BROKE HER ARM! She fell on the front step, probably tripping over Harley’s leash, and broke a bone just above her right wrist. Did she then do what any normal person would do, and go to the doctor/hospital? Oh no, she went grocery shopping! That woman is nuts. Anyway, she’s at the emergency room now. What terrible timing, with the Fourth tomorrow. We were going to go swimming, and now she can’t. She’ll probably insist we go over there anyway and she’ll just watch while we swim. What a bummer.