Mom hit a stop sign. With the rental car. Police came and checked everything out, and some men removed the part of the fender that was hanging off so we could drive. I told her I’d drive, but she turned me down as usual. She said it made her nervous to let me drive because I haven’t driven for so long. It’s not been that long. I think she’s already forgotten the time we were driving down the mountain a few years back when she had a sudden attack of vertigo, and I SAVED OUR LIVES by wrestling the wheel away so as not to run into oncoming traffic, verbally leading her to a safe place to stop because she couldn’t effectively see, and *deeep breath*  got us home safely…With MY terrible driving.🙄 I asked her what she’s more afraid of; my driving or hers?? She did not answer that question.

Of the two of us, I’m not the one who goes 15-20 over the speed limit and says dumb shit like, and I quote, “I’ll speed if I wish!” when asked to slow down. It ain’t me, I’m not the problem 😬 Anyways.

I can’t believe it happened again. Our car, then a rental car. She says she was blinded by the sun, which was weird because I didn’t see glare at all when we turned down that road. When she drove into the culvert, she said the road was slimy from rain. I didn’t see it. Both times were in broad daylight, but she complains about driving at dusk and the night! I’m not sure what’s going on, but I was legitimately scared the rest of the drive. It was dusk by then and she has a hard time seeing in low light, as do I. I was watching like a hawk! I was just thankful the airbags didn’t deploy this time. She ran straight over that sign, knocked it right out of the ground. I don’t know what’s going to happen to their insurance and her license but I hope the insurance guy can maybe understand that…shit happens 😅

After that mess, I got some Panera. Another grilled cheese, mac ‘n cheese and a fruity drink. There was also a piece of bread in there. The macaroni was particularly good. I wanted soup in a bread bowl again, but they were still out of them like yesterday, which was disappointing. I went to their house to eat, and watched some body cam videos with dad. 👍

I am begging mom to get Lori and her male partner to come and move a huge mattress to the corner of my old room so I can put the futon on it and have a decent place to sleep when I stay overnight. She said she will, but we’ll see 😬 Btw, Lori is the lady who cleans my apartment before inspections, and her and the guy (husband? Boyfriend? Idk) do other kinds of jobs and I don’t think they’d charge a whole lot for moving a mattress. 🤷‍♀️ That’s all I need, just a place to sleep that won’t destroy my back, arms, and neck. It’s not like I’m asking for a whole bunch of crap to be moved like she seems to think I am. Everything’s a big fucking deal, I guess. Even the simplest things. 🫩