M-I-L

Anyone who is married or once was married can probably relate to my title. Yes, you guessed it, the dreaded word: Mother-in-Law. Haha!

As a Libra, I can adjust well with people. I am the type who can talk to the janitor and the boss with ease. I am diplomatic and people often open up to me because I keep them talking about their lives and whatnot all they want. I can be gregarious, quiet, sensitive, sarcastic and rude, depending on whom I am talking to.

But for crying out loud, I cannot like my MIL. I have known her for about 6 years but since we are temporarily living with her, I am dying. Haha! I was fine with her before because I was not staying in their house. She is someone I cannot live with for life. Like I am tolerating her presence because I have no choice. I am thankful she is still working and is gone from 8-5. I don’t leave our bedroom unless she is gone so I won’t have to see her. I usually return to the house late at night, long after she has slept to avoid meeting her. On days when she doesn’t work, I leave the house immediately and only stay there if the husband is around. Last December, she was off work for two weeks, you could not see me there past 8am.

You might think me petty but it can be irritating how she doesn’t even bother cleaning the house on weekends because is always tending to her plants. I clean when she is not around because I cannot stand a dirty floor. Ugh! She is a hoarder and she actually has magazines from the 80’s.She cannot leave you alone and always asks what you are drinking or eating, even if it is just tea or a piece of bread. And you simply cannot put out a loaf of bread because she will toast the entire thing to a crisp. I am irritated by this because I like my bread white and fluffy, not dark and hard to bite. Also, she dilutes the dishwashing liquid with about 70% water in the solution. And she cannot be bothered to clean-as-you-go while she cooks. Actually, the list goes on but you get my point, I’m sure.

It might seem like minor things but this is what I have been enduring in the last 7 months. I cannot wait to leave and stay in our own house. So I always pray and ask the Lord to hasten the process and I just tell myself God is teaching me to be patient and to broaden my understanding. Haha! I am merely rationalizing, I know but I have to do what I can to keep me sane.