I am never going anywhere with my mother, ever again.

I am never going anywhere with my mother, ever again. Not even in an attempt to do relationship maintenance. Rough facsimile of dialogue:

Other person will be here at 5:20.
Ok.
We have to be ready.
You said we were leaving at 5:30.
They'll be here at 5:20.
So you want us out the door at 5:20, now?
No, but it's a heavy traffic time.
So when are we leaving?
We have to be on the road at 5:30.
I interpret that as in the car rolling down the driveway at 5:30.
Fine, but we have to leave by at least 5:26 to get coats and be in the car so we are doing that by 5:30.
-_-

I am not the one, as it turns out, who tends to be late to everything.
Even allowing for the fact that we clearly have different communication styles, this is frustrating.
-_-

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