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I think I am finally ready to tear my house apart. There are things that just gotta go. A new desk is in order along with some furniture that I like instead of things purchased or passed along just to make things easier on us. What a load of crap. Sorry! Can't help myself. I have been complaining in my head for years now of the helpful effort of my mother in law to furnish and decorate 'my' house. Well...it's supposed to be my house. To bad it doesn't feel that way.
And just so you know...I do love my mother in law...I just need to stop putting myself in this position of feeling uncomfortable in my own surroundings. Or better yet feeling like I am living in someone else's house. Funny thing is she has often told me of how she had felt this way when her in laws died and the furniture was all passed down to her. Do I take a while to get the hint? Dahhh...me thinks so!
And just so you know...I do love my mother in law...I just need to stop putting myself in this position of feeling uncomfortable in my own surroundings. Or better yet feeling like I am living in someone else's house. Funny thing is she has often told me of how she had felt this way when her in laws died and the furniture was all passed down to her. Do I take a while to get the hint? Dahhh...me thinks so!