Can I just say that I almost got kicked out of the house yesterday?

It just doesn't feel real and I have no one to tell it to. I don't have the best relationship with my mom and she just called me pretty mad because of something I forgot to do and she said she was going to come home and leave with my stuff out of the door and that was one of the scariest experiences I had. I then spent hours cleaning the house and doing all the chores in hopes of making her change her mind. In the end, I went to meet her and she didn't come home and nothing happened. It's just... I don't know. My mom when she gets mad at me and when she's not is just too different. I need braincells made out of steel to keep myself sane.