My mother and I have determined that there is no weekend we can see each other before late august. We did see each other briefly twice in April--although with large family groups and approximately no time to talk. And since neither of us is good about (or particularly enjoys) talking on the phone, we've had about 2 phone conversations in the last three months, not counting today. She offered to skip her 35th college reunion (and she's organizing two of the events) to come see me on my birthday, but while I'm somewhat irrationally sad about the whole thing, it ultimately isn't that important. She will be in Chicago with my stepdad on the weekend of UC graduation, but that's an impossible time for me to see her. This is only adding to my general sadness and anxiety, and it's driving me crazy because I know it's so irrational. We're both too damn busy. But it's funny how she managed to offer all the absolute worst weekends as times when she could come here or I could go to Boston--she's supposed to be in Chicago with my stepdad the weekend I'm moving my boyfriend to UVA, for example. Our timing is so screwed up it would be funny if I weren't so sad about it.

I know I'll snap out of it soon enough, but in the meantime it just sucks.
- posted by Heidi @ 8:04 PM