Mom's Guilt Games

Hello Everyone:

It's a rather mellow Tuesday and I'm kind of sleepy today.  I really should get to bed on time.  Mom, as usual, is playing her guilt games again.  I've decided to take a harder stance about it.  I just stand my ground and don't take the bait.  I really wish she would finally figure out that I'm simply not interested in playing along.  Today's game was about having to take the bus to and from the market in this "oh so oppressive heat."  Poor her had  to trudge all the way downstairs to the bus stop in front our building and wait eternally for the bus to take her one stop.  Of course she had to make sure she had enough change.  Mom asked me repeatedly, like a child, if I had spare coins, which I didn't.  This woman does this all the time, asks the same question hoping for the answer she want to hear.  If I say "No, I'm sorry I can't help you out," she'll ask again hoping for a more positive answer.  It's like when my little nephew ask repeatedly for a popsicle and doesn't get it right away.  It's not o.k. for a 7-1/2 year old and definitely not acceptable for a seventy-something year old woman.  It doesn't help matters that I'm half asleep and have a headache.  I should really be more diligent about making my escapes earlier.  At least mom tried to make things up by bringing me sushi for lunch.  I'll give her credit for the effort.  It's certainly better than what I had planned for myself.