My mom is coming to visit us! She gets here this evening and she'll be here until Tuesday afternoon.
I'm oddly nervous. I guess I feel like I have something to prove about my big, grown-up life, you know? This is the first time she has ever visited me, now that I am far away from home and living my so-called adult life. That and I am nervous about how she'll deal with the dog.
I have a whole list of things to do with her while she is here, but I don't know how much of it is actually going to happen, given the horrible fucking weather we have been having. The radio dude this morning described tomorrow and the weekend as "mid 90s with gross humidity." Great.
My stomach is all in knots. And she's really not a judgemental person at all, so I don't know what my problem is.