I actually went and bought gas tonight. I know you are all shocked and surprised. I know mom is. My trip odometer read 78 miles and that was after I reset it when the needle hit empty. It was just sheer laziness and had nothing to do with my anxiety or mental illness.
I called mom when I got home and told her. "You're not pulling my leg are you?" she asked. "Andrew, you can't keep doing that. You are going to get in a mess." I laughed and told her I was like my uncles and loved to live dangerously. She didn't think it was funny at all. My family is so proud! LOL!