Someone is playing a joke on my life.

Proctored the ACT this morning, made enchiladas for dinner and then headed to the Bellmore Fair with Catherine and Lisamarie to meet Annie. I opened the glass door of my trunk to get a jacket out. I shouldn't have done that. Apparently I'm not allowed to open my trunk because it broke and hung there. Thank God for Lisamarie's cousin's boyfriend who was able to get it closed. Otherwise the battery would have died. Just picked the car back up from Mazda on Thursday for fixing another problem. Guess it's going back first thing Monday morning.