When I saw mom I ran across the road and grabbed her in a hug. Bursting into tears.
We are home now and settling down.
June 9/22
When I saw mom I ran across the road and grabbed her in a hug. Bursting into tears.
We are home now and settling down.
June 9/22
Two more sleeps and my mom is going to be home!
I will be braving the drive to the airport by myself. Am I petrified? You betcha because I hate driving in the city itself. Here at home, it takes me from 3- 5 minutes, 7 tops to get to and from work. I will be navigating five lanes of traffic and twice now when T and I have gone down there, I have ended up in the wrong lane and had to drive through the parking lot of Wal-mart. Then again in another few blocks it goes into turning lanes and straight lanes and omg!!!!
Mom told me too turn the radio on to keep me company. And really it has nothing to do with that. It has to do with I hate driving in the city because it is not a route I can plan out. And I do like to have those planned out. Yes I do have my GPS and it will be on. I will have to work very hard at not causing a slight panic attack within myself.
The drive back will be easy. For I am heading home. With my mom!!!!! For two whole weeks. And as she does not drive she is really at my mercy. Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
June 7/22
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