I've posted about mine before.
I freelance which usually means working from home and being able to do stuff during the day for my MiL (and my FiL when he was alive), but more recently I've started working for a local client where I have to actually go in to his office.
My MiL moved to a different suburb after her husband passed but still wants to go to the bridge club she always went to which is on the other side of our very busy city (takes hours to get anywhere). She can still drive but gets freaked out by the motorways.
Because I'm no longer available to take her to the bridge club on a whim, she's become even more toxic and meddlesome than ever. She will text me asking if I'm "still working" (she thinks freelancing at home = laying on the couch watching Dr Phil, obviously); to which I will respond, "Yes, most days." Then she witches and moans to my husband about how I won't help her. He has told her, I'm not available and she will have to make other arrangements.
Yesterday I was out and about and saw her - it was Sunday here in NZ - she said, very sarcastically, "Oooooh, not working today then?" To which I responded that it was Sunday, and I was doing chores. I took that opportunity to once again explain that I think it's best that she either finds a local bridge club to join, or gets a pensioner driving service to take her (they do exist). She rolled her eyes and carried on (blah blah blah, lots of noise and excuses), so I then suggested that she ask her daughter (who's a horrible tart) to take her on one of her two, 'work from home' days. To that, she gave me a big lecture on how important her daughter's job is, and how she couldn't possibly expect to interrupt her train of thought. It really gets under my skin that she's trying to make this my problem ... and make me feel guilty for putting my work before her. She doesn't even like the people at her bridge club - she's always bitching about them. She's definitely hinting at me taking a day off just to take her to bridge, and quite frankly she can fark off. At that point, someone I haven't seen in ages came along (perfect timing!), and provided a much-needed distraction, so off she trotted, steam coming out her ears.