my mom asked about coming to visit in october. exactly 2 days after we get back from puerto rico, to be exact. ack! i feel guilty, because i was just mentioning to people this weekend that i find it much easier to pour hours into knitting a wrap for her (i'm ~90% done, i'd say) than to actually spend those hours with her.
the precedence set by
my houston visit this summer led to my declaration that once a year is too much. but, you see, i feel bad telling her that. and, usually, when i talk with her on the phone, it doesn't seem that bad. really and truly, i'm probably spoiled for being so annoyed with her, because she's not that bad, and certainly not aware that she's bad. she told me to think about it and get back to her, and she also knows i can't take any days off, since i'll have just been on vacation for a week.
also, i've gotten 3 other invitations/e-vites in the mail today for various upcoming things. some are relatively distant, but i'm suddenly feeling a bit overplanned. one of the things is in houston in january, which would make, assuming we go to kerrville next summer and fit houston in the plan, and assuming she does come here in october, 4 times in the span of a year. that's way more than once a year.