Hubs mother bought a house.
A house 4 freaking blocks away from us.
There has never been a lick of love lost between MIL and I so we know its not me that she wants to live by.
(I am, more so by default I think, the “favorite” of the significant others of her two boys, but if that is indeed the case I would hate to see how she treats the other one. Oh! Thats right… that is why we never see them because she treats them like crap).
From the time we bought our house all she could do was bitch and moan about how far away we were from everything and why would anyone want to live where we did.
4 blocks isn’t much closer to any of the things we were so far away from.
They get the keys some time this week.
Last week she was IN our house twice while we were not home. As you can imagine did not sit well with me. In my opinion she should not come into our house when we are not home without a valid reason.
One of the days she came by she called Hubs and told him that she had been to the house and did he know that I left the house with dirty dishes in the sink?
It was the cereal bowl and spoon that Noodle had used when she ate breakfast.
Damn I am a horrible person.
Did I mention its only 4 blocks away?