My SOís mother strikes again: she wants me to repair a blanket for her, for free, of course, on her time table. I wasn't around when she asked SO if I could do it, but evidently "I don't know if she can, why don't you ask her next time we're over; Iíll warn you that she probably won't have time, since we're moving," wasn't acceptable to heróshe wanted him to bring it to our house, you know, the place that we're packing up and moving out of and trying to remove things from.
No is pretty easy for me in this case, since my machine is going to the shop today to get pampered before I move somewhere with no good shops for my machine type, but still. I also mentioned that she owns a sewing machine and does know how to use it, right?
So, not only do we have "itís not like itís work!", itís also another chapter in the narcissistic "you can't move, because we neeeeeeed you" saga.