So I guess it kinda hit me today that I leave Saturday morning, and I am not even the least bit packed. But I’m okay with that.
Oh and my mother learned this equation yesterday.
running in the house + slippers + slick floor + knowing not to run in house but doing it anyway
= a busted knee, a trip to the ER, nothing broken but on crutches for a week or so, and lots of pain
-yeah, my mom is a dork. 
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