For some reason, my mint usually dies. However, it's looking hale and hearty this year.
I usually plant KC spearmint, spearmint, peppermint, chocolate mint, pineapple mint, apple mint, and orange mint. This year I missed the apple and orange mints, but I got a lime mint I can hardly wait to try. It smells wonderful.
My mother would plant spearmint under the room air conditioner. When it threatened to take over the bed and her beloved amaryllis, she'd rip it out. I'd rescue it and plant it under the air conditioner on the other side of the house. When it got too rambunctious there, she'd remove it and I'd replant it behind the garage, where it was happiest. The guy who did the yard complained once that there was something stinky behind the garage. He was mowing a gigantic patch of mint. The bruised and chopped leaves were pretty potent.
It got to be a game between my mom and me. I know she'd leave some plants where I could find and rescue them. When I had my own home, I got some of her mint and planted it beside the garage. It languished, but managed to find its way to a crack between the driveway and the garage. I was delighted, even though the location was far from ideal. My husband doesn't know mint from poison ivy, and seeing something growing in the crack, promptly poured weed killer over it. It died immediately and nothing's ever grown there since.
I've forced my mints to share three big pots with a single basil plant. We'll see who wins.