It started off with the noise at the dumpster. Turns out some guy in a green truck was too lazy or cheap to haul his broken toilet to the dump. So us tenants here who pay our rent just paid for it. Totally makes me annoyed.
The day ended with Connor breaking his other arm riding his bike off Papa's deck. Oy. He has a buckle fracture of the ulna from using his hand to break the fall. It is a compression fracture where the bone buckles. Poor little man.
In between was a wonderful lunch with my lunch ladies and Fred. And then I took mom to get her groceries. She and Phoebe are good for awhile again.
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