It is something that I have run into for years and as I have gotten older it has gotten worse. Before it was just looked on as being an obsession. I had one friend who constantly offered an eye roll when I mentioned that I was going to WDW again. She failed to remember that she goes to Aruba every single year during her birthday week. Same hotel, same beach, basically the same grains of sand and pretty much the same ocean. So which one of us is obsessed?
One of my daughters used to give out a loud sigh when I would mention that I was going. To that I replied, your right, I should take up heavy drinking as a substitute. And she, herself, as been a number of times, with her family, since she married and had children.
When I meet someone my age, (ancient), one of the first things I mention is my desire to go to Disney repeatedly. The vast majority of ladies my age look at me like I have three heads and I hear from them no more. A few have mentioned that they like WDW too, but, start to look at me funny when I tell them how often I have been. It seems that as we age, we are supposed to mature at the same time and just like opera and shuffleboard. I say nay, nay!