It's Friday. That means I have to travel to Mom's to take her grocery shopping, do the laundry, take out the trash, clean, etc., etc., etc. All for a Mom who really doesn't want to know me. Who doesn't care - and never has - about my personal life. It's a 1.5 - 2 hour trip each way. I hate her messy house and the 1-sided conversation about her. Usually, the day after I am good for nothing. Can't wait for today to be over.