OKAY I am venting here, which I don't do often, I usually do that on Facebook, but can't because the rest of my family will see it and I will get jumped on and I don't feel like listening to their BS today. So here it goes...
My niece is pregnant and is living in my mom's house (which is located directly behind my house). It has a spare room that, when mom was alive we converted into another bedroom for her and after she passed it became my sewing room. So not that my niece is pregnant, they (her & her boyfriend) wanted that to be their room (hence, I lost my sewing room), they wanted to move her son into mom's old room and turn his room into the nursery. I did not have a problem with this except I told her that some of the stuff that is that room was going to have to stay in that room because I had NO WHERE to go with right now. We also discussed taking the full size bed out of my spare room and putting it in her son's room and me bringing his twin bed over for the company we NEVER get since my husband smokes and won't quit (that is another vent). I said I would try to help them today. They called the house this morning and my DH told them that I was laying down because I was down in my back and had been for a few days. I told them a few days ago that I did not want ANYTHING (regardless of what it was in) set out in the cubby hole by that room. I get up from my nap and look at outside and low and behold there are boxes of stuff piled in that cubby, some of which was material and most of which was my mother's clothes (that I still can't go through). Needless to say I was POed. I, not being able to walk real great, go out to my shed and start moving boxes (which I shouldn't be doing) so that I could put that stuff in there (except for the material and clothes-which I brought to my-which I do not have room for but don't want outside). Then I go over there to see what was going and they have moved furniture around are packing up my mom's mug collection (which I also did not want (I was going to bring them to my house-my cats would not have bothered them-they didn't bother them when the cat's were at mom's house). She wanting the futon out of the room (I have no where to go with it) there are now 3 shelves she wants out of there (I have no where to go with them right now).
I was going to get my spare room over here in order and turn it into my sewing room so that I could bring some of the stuff over here but she didn't give me time to do anything. I just feel like they are slowly boxing mom away and that is HER house and it will always be HER house.
Just very irritate right now.
My niece is pregnant and is living in my mom's house (which is located directly behind my house). It has a spare room that, when mom was alive we converted into another bedroom for her and after she passed it became my sewing room. So not that my niece is pregnant, they (her & her boyfriend) wanted that to be their room (hence, I lost my sewing room), they wanted to move her son into mom's old room and turn his room into the nursery. I did not have a problem with this except I told her that some of the stuff that is that room was going to have to stay in that room because I had NO WHERE to go with right now. We also discussed taking the full size bed out of my spare room and putting it in her son's room and me bringing his twin bed over for the company we NEVER get since my husband smokes and won't quit (that is another vent). I said I would try to help them today. They called the house this morning and my DH told them that I was laying down because I was down in my back and had been for a few days. I told them a few days ago that I did not want ANYTHING (regardless of what it was in) set out in the cubby hole by that room. I get up from my nap and look at outside and low and behold there are boxes of stuff piled in that cubby, some of which was material and most of which was my mother's clothes (that I still can't go through). Needless to say I was POed. I, not being able to walk real great, go out to my shed and start moving boxes (which I shouldn't be doing) so that I could put that stuff in there (except for the material and clothes-which I brought to my-which I do not have room for but don't want outside). Then I go over there to see what was going and they have moved furniture around are packing up my mom's mug collection (which I also did not want (I was going to bring them to my house-my cats would not have bothered them-they didn't bother them when the cat's were at mom's house). She wanting the futon out of the room (I have no where to go with it) there are now 3 shelves she wants out of there (I have no where to go with them right now).
I was going to get my spare room over here in order and turn it into my sewing room so that I could bring some of the stuff over here but she didn't give me time to do anything. I just feel like they are slowly boxing mom away and that is HER house and it will always be HER house.
Just very irritate right now.

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