A few weeks ago my FIL ambushed me since I have Fridays off and my husbands at work. He had me come up stairs(there's the in-laws bedroom, my husbands old bedroom, and a larger outer room where the stairs come up.) And he proceeds to tell me "The Plan" that they came up with....My MIL, FIL, and apparently my husband..because "they talk about this a couple of weeks ago"....thanks for including me. So any way the plan is to move my husband, Cutie Pie, and me into the upstairs where they are, and then they will move to where we are now.
The move would give us alot more room, and Cutie Pie her own room. So you may be asking what the hell my problem is?? I want to move into MY house....not get more comfortable in theirs.
My husband pretty much left his room the day we got married 4 years aga and hasn't touched it since.....It's horrible, we checked it out last week...to let you know how bad it is I found a bottle of beer (yes a full bottle of beer) sitting on his dresser. It said it would be best to drink it before May.....of 1999. I started dating my husband in August of 1999. The beer is older than our relationship. Does this kinda let you know how awful cleaning this room is going to be?
So I deceided that since this wasn't my idea, I'd just keep my mouth shut and let them do the planning and cleaning on the big move. So last night his mom tell me that we need to get a "schedule" made so we can get this done before Thanksgiving.....(now mind you once his mother starts on something, she doesn't shut up, kind of like a little yippy dog.) So I just kinda shut down cuz the whole thing just makes me feel horribly sad. I feel like I'm never going to get out of this freaking house, like I'm never going to get rid of these shadow that have to know every move we're making, and that feel the urge to redo my laundry and rearrange my daughters closet.
I know I should just move into the bigger spacwe and be happy with it but I just can't shake this urge to start crying.
So below is my house, effing money pit. The first picture is a picture of a picture (confused yet) of the house before we did anything to the outside. The second picture is of the house after we took off the enclosed front porch (I think it looke much better without it) and put on new siding and new windows. The inside changes have been even more dramatic, I'll have to get some pictures of that for you. (all the before pictures are regular pictures not digital, so I'll have to scan them or just take a picture that worked pretty well.)
Oh PS: See the drive wayt that the pictures are take from??? Yep it's the in-laws drive way. I am NEVER going to get away from these people. Even if we ever get into our house we'll have to see them every day because we have the farm to take care of on their property, so we'll have to feed the animals every day....sigh...
PPS: We are going to redo that awful metal roof.
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It looks nice!! I'm pulling for you that you'll be able to get it fixed up and move into soooooooon!
Hugs, friend.
Oh, I love the improvements! Keep your head up, Katie. It WILL be over soon. Just think of all the extra space you're getting NOW while it's happening.
And um, throw out the beer or just show it the way to the trash. I imagine it should be able to walk by now..
As I've said before we lived next to the in-laws for 10 years. They were older (in their 70s & 80s) It got so that I had 4 children instead of 2.
One election year, my MIL voted republican. She had been voting republican since just after women got the right to vote (she was 10) My FIL voted DEM. Always had. That year she voted for Ronald Reagan, of course. He moved out of their bedroom because he just couldn't sleep in the same room with someone who would vote for A REPUBLICAN! Now, granted I understood the whole not voting for RR but he knew she would. Then he comes to me to tattle on her. Jeez!
5 years go by (he still hadn't moved back into their bedroom);he comes crying to me that he wants to move back into their bedroom and that I have to tell her that she has to let him move back in. She wouldn't let him. Said she slept better w/o him there. They were like children.
5 years later she passes away & he still didn't get to move back into her room.
Sorry about the long post but I thought you needed something to take your mind off your own problems.
BTW, I agree that those in the know should be the ones to clean the rooms and move the stuff.
Chin up,
Michele
I cannot imagine living with my inlaws even for a day. You are super woman! I hope your house gets finished soon.
What you've done so far looks excellent! It is irritating that the three of them discussed this without including you (steam is coming out of my ears right now...on your behalf!), but try to look at the bright side...you and your hubby will have a little more privacy now...well....at least from that little Cutie Pie.
Oh - and what is it with boys keeping all their crap form highschool and before? My inlaws recently brought 3 HUGE Rubermaid containers full of my husband's junk from 20 years ago! My husband may be a bit of a neat freak (sounds like a blessing, but it's actually really annoying), but he is a huge pack-rat when it comes to junk from his childhood! At least there weren't any bottles of beer in those containers. I don't think, anyway.
I think I'm weird, but I've always thought it would be awesome to live under a tin roof. I love the sound of the rain on one.
And the photos show progress! Progress is progress, right? Here's to hopefully being able to move soon!!
Man, I'm so sorry you're butting heads with the in-laws. I just had my SIL here for four days and I thought I was going to snap, I can't imagine living with relatives. BTW, I love the house, it looks awesome! And living so close won't be so bad since you'll have available babysitters and your own space!
If it makes you feel any better...We moved into our house 6 months ago and we JUST NOW finished putting/throwing away our 16 tons of crap
Love the house! I'm sorry you're frustrated. Really.
I do love the improvements! It looks like a totally different house! It sounds like you have a good relationship with your in-laws. Be grateful for that. Mine? They're all sorts of crazy. For reals.
Making my HASAY rounds and I miss you. Come back! HASAY with us!Hope all is well over there.
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