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Mother-In-Law Mall
A place to find great gifts!
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Mother-In-Law Stories
December 21, 2009
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I am so glad that I found
this website. I've been at my wit's end with my MIL on several
occasions. Making posts and getting feedback that agrees with me
makes me feel so much better. I can vent to my DH quite a bit,
but lately things have been so bad that I think he is starting to
get frustrated with me. This site is a great outlet! Here is my
latest story: Earlier this year, MIL sold her house to move in
with her new DH. Luckily, she was moving farther away (about 3
hrs away!). However, she kept wanting to give us all this junk.
We live in a one bedroom house. It is very small and barely has
enough room for the things that the two of us have. I kept on telling
her that we just didn't have the room for a lot of stuff. One time,
when she was at our house, she pointed to one of our outside sheds
and said that we probably had space in one of them. My reply was
that they were both full. She then said, "Well, let me just
go out and take a look." AHHHHHH. She also had a huge dining
room set that she wanted to give us. It was nice, definitely not
my style, though. It was also a dark walnut finish and our house
is all golden oak, so it wouldn't have matched anything. The hutch
that went with the table and chairs was also massive. We literally
didn't have a wall big enough to put. If it went into our kitchen/dining
room, it would have overlapped half of our bay window. Every time
she would come over, she would comment on how nicely it was going
to look in our house. I told her that it just wouldn't fit, but
she was sure that it would. She even told us how to rearrange our
furniture to make it fit. I finally just told her to talk to my
DH, as I wasn't getting anywhere with her. DH finally got through
to her, but it took almost a year!! She started coming over and
dropping off little things. When she first started, she brought
this box that had a ladle set in it. She told me that it was very
special to my DH and that he told her that it was something that
he had wanted to have. She even said that as a child, he had always
admired it. WTH? It's a freakin' incredibly old ladle set. I
played along. When my DH got home, I told him that his mother brought
him his prized ladle set. He looked at me dumbfounded and said
that he had never seen it before in his life. She also brought
me little kid silverware and sippy cups, since I have a nephew who
occasionally comes over to the house. The sippy cups were so nasty.
The tops had been chewed, and I don't think that anything would
even have been able to come out of them. In the months leading
up to the big move, we would literally have to lock our vehicles
whenever we went to a family function with her, because she would
leave boxes of stuff in them. The first time she did it, she gave
me maternity clothes!! We weren't even married yet!! Her reply
was, "I know that they're a bit big now, but soon you'll be
able to wear them." Was she trying to tell me that I was getting
fat, or was she really expecting us to get pregnant?!? It got to
the point that we would have to lock our garage and our house whenever
we went anywhere, because boxes would just appear. I understand
that my DH had stuff at her house from when he was a kid, but I
just don't feel that we needed to end up with it all. Some of the
stuff that she sent was just disgusting. One box had moldy gym
socks in it! I will give her credit, as we did end up with a nice
blanket chest. It was something that my DH had wanted, and I had
told him that we would make room for anything that HE wanted to
keep. When he brought the chest home, it was FULL of papers. I
think that EVERY paper, report card, drawing, etc., from my DH AND
his sister, from K-12, was in this stupid chest. Cards that my
DH had made his mother for Mother's Day and Christmas, etc., were
in there. I was shocked. Wouldn't she want to keep these things?
He used to write her little poems. They were pretty horrible, but
still cute. It took me 3 hours to sort out what was my DH's and
what was his sister's. I even found letters that belonged to my
MIL. In the end, I put my DH's stuff in a box and his sister's
papers in another box. I also saved some of the Christmas and Mother's
Day cards that MIL's children had made her, and put them in another
box. I then put them in her vehicle during a family reunion. I
included a note that said, "I found these in the chest that
you gave us. I know that you must have overlooked them, as I'm
sure these are something that you want to keep." It made me
feel better, anyway! In the end, we didn't end up with the the
dining room set, but we did end up with 2 truckloads and 1 trailer
load of cr@p. MIL found out that I was having a yard sale over
the summer and sent us a nasty recliner and water bed frame set.
She told my DH that we could just put it out in the yard sale, and
we could KEEP whatever money we got for it. The stupid things wouldn't
even go after we put up a sign that said they were "free".
I was so mad. In the end, they still ended up being our problem.
Right now, my real issue with all this is that my DH and I bought
a new bed a little over a month ago. Our old bed was a waterbed
frame with a regular mattress on it. We tore it all apart the night
before our new bed was to come, and put all the pieces in our living
room. BTW, there are a lot of pieces to a water bed frame. All
the boards, drawers, etc., blah. The plan was to put everything
in one of our sheds. I figured that we had just enough room. However,
when we went to move it, DH said that there was absolutely no room.
I knew that there was room, and I had it all planned in my head
where to put it. When I got to the shed, there were 2 huge plastic
totes in the spot that I was planning to put the old bed frame.
I have no idea when they were put there. They are each almost 4
feet long and at least 2 feet high, all full of children's board
games. I was so mad. All I wanted to do that weekend was to get
all that junk moved into the shed so that we would have room to
put up our Christmas tree. That was 2 weeks ago, and the frame
still sits in out living room. I was so mad. I completely broke
down and sobbed for hours. God forbid that WE actually want to
put something in our own shed. We even ended up with DH's sister's
junk, too, because she couldn't make it to MIL's house to get her
stuff. We have a huge little kid cooking stove/refrigerator play
thing. DH is in the process of fixing his old snowmobile trailer
and using that for storage. I really wanted to just put all the
junk that we don't want into a storage unit and give MIL the bill
in a Christmas card. But, DH shot down that idea. I feel bad throwing
it away, because I know there are people who could use some of it.
Maybe by next summer we will have sorted through most of it.
Signed - Completely Fed
Up
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