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My on-going struggle with the in-laws seems be getting worse and worse. Sometimes it's so hard to image that my husband was ever conceived by these people. I swear they are the spawn of satan. Anywho... Well the house hunting has officially begun. Keep in mind that they have a specific price range in mind, but I think my favorite thing is that they constantly look at houses beyond that. MIL's ideal would be to buy some miniature Victorian and fix it up. And I don't mean just slapping up some tacky, reproduction wallpaper. She wants to whole enchilada. Stripping floors, replacing countertops, spending time and money they don't have. And let's not forget all of the physical labor and the fact that these two aren't exactly spring chickens. Who do you think would be doing all of the work? I'll give you two guesses, but you'll only need one. Oh yeah, did I mention that we don't even know if FIL will have to go to prison or not?? Yep, all that is still up in the air. There hasn't even been a trial yet. But let's waste all of the money that we make on the sale of our current house fixing up a dilapidated POS and then not have any money for the attorney fees or civil suits that will certainly be filed. Or better yet, buy a house that we really can't afford, but will at least be able to "keep up appearances." Man, these people are snobs. Poor hubby is so sick of hearing everything. He and I had a long ![]() ![]() I hate blogging about these morons; they're not even worth the time or entry space, but sometimes I just need to unload. I'm sure my own family gets tired of hearing about it. God knows they have their own in-law problems to deal with. And on that note... Mom, Chewie Kittie ![]() |