So tired today, did a lot of driving. Had to take my mother to get tested for COVID this morning. Picked her up at 9:10, dreading that she wasn’t going to be ready and I’d have to wait like I usually do when she’s involved. But it only took her four minutes to come down to where I was parked in front of her apartment building. I was relieved to see she was wearing a mask this time. I forgot to remind her to wear one when I had called her to say I was outside waiting.

I last saw her was back in April when she asked me to pick her up to go shopping at Trader Joe’s but didn’t want to stand in the really long line that went around the back of the store for about a block, so she grabbed a cart and cut in front of everyone else in line, claiming that she’d already been in line (what she later told me), leaving me to walk to the back of the line by myself and wait for 25 minutes to get in. I asked her later why she left me and she feigned confusion and changed the subject. Mother of the year.

Yeah, back then she didn’t wear a mask in the car with me. She had a scarf around her neck that she pretended to put up over her mouth when needed to when entering the store and let drop when she didn’t feel like keeping it up anymore. She alleged that she couldn’t breathe with the mask on. When I tried to argue she snapped at me, “Well do you have asthma!??”

I gave up. If bitch wants to get sick and die of the coronavirus, she can do that. She’s a grown woman with asthma and a strong tendency to get bronchitis, has high blood pressure, and just had a stroke late last year. She hasn’t gotten sick so far even though she’s been out shopping, eating at restaurants, staying over her cousin’s place, and today, I dropped her off at the mall after the test, per her request. When you’re close to 80, might as well go and enjoy life, I guess.