What’s Next? A Curfew?

My MIL came to stay with me literally three days after we had moved across country into a new house. I had no furniture, no nothing in my house.

My husband had to go on a business trip and was not around when she came into town but returned midway through her visit.

The night he got home, when we were going to get him from the airport, she told me “Why don’t you go make a pass through your bedroom to straighten up?” 

That’s right, my MIL told me to go clean my room! What she wanted me to clean up and where she wanted me to put anything is beyond me. I was living on an air mattress. It’s not like I even had a dresser to store my clothes in!