My mother-in-law came to us and said that she would live with us, I do not understand why I should tolerate her when she has her own daughters.

While young people complain that they have boredomPensioners close their eyes and shake their heads disapprovingly. What do you know about that? Party, partying, first acquaintances, relationships. What could be boring here?! Just stare less at your gadgets and go out more often!



On the other hand, in the elderly, life itself is as slow and measured as possible. You wake up early, you go to bed early, too. Every day is like yesterday and nothing happens. Those who are more active, find some hobbies, hobbies by interests. The rest of us just sigh sadly. All my life I thought I would retire. It turns out that now you are even more tired than before.

What is the name of a hypochondriac who complains not about health, but about life in general? My mother-in-law is that kind of person. She's like an Ea donkey from an old Winnie the Pooh cartoon. She's never satisfied. Always a bit slow and tired. She won't smile, even if the weather is fine and she wins a million in the lottery. That's the character.

It would seem that why should this concern me? It's not my mother, it's my husband's mother. Yeah, she's in her 70s, and she didn't really affect my life, my family. But that was until recently. Now as I write these lines, I occasionally hear her moaning and wailing behind the wall. And as much as it pisses me off, I can't do anything about it yet.



After the divorce with my father-in-law Galina Gennadievna began to change for the worse. It used to be hard to climb, but now it became completely unbearable. The father-in-law, on the contrary, an energetic, large man, was always smiling and active. He was the one who handled all the tedious divorce procedures. He even personally found and bought his ex-wife a nice apartment and helped with money at first.

However, my mother-in-law's white light was not nice. And don't think about it, it's not because of a lot of lost love. I just don't think she's got anyone around to listen to her endless complaints all day long. Neighbors, children on the street, prices in the store and so on. The domestic cat did not listen to her, just quietly stunned. She didn't make friends. What do we do?



First Galina Gennadievna came to her eldest daughter. She was messing with her grandchildren, telling them something while their mother was cooking in the kitchen. And then she screamed abruptly, said that she was dizzy and fell on the bed. The questions of the worried daughter were answered inappropriately, and when she fell behind her, she just went to bed.

So she lived there for a week. In a two-bedroom apartment where 4 people lived. Eventually, her son-in-law couldn’t stand it and took her back home. My mother-in-law stayed at home no more than a couple of days and soon went to see her youngest daughter. But there was a bummer waiting for her, too. The eldest had already told the youngest and her brother, my husband, everything. So the mother-in-law was carefully escorted to her native walls in the evening of the same day.



All this time my husband was very angry. He could not understand how his sisters could do this to their mother. He denounced them in front of me, scolded what the light was on. Said they were all mean, including their father, to do that to their own people. So when my mother-in-law came to my house one day, I wasn’t surprised. Rather, I'm saddened by the feeling that it won't just end this way.

Our three-bedroom apartment really has enough space. I do not doubt that another person can live quite himself, without any discomfort. But you know, the mother-in-law somehow mystically poisons the whole atmosphere in the apartment. After her arrival, the children began to whine more, my husband and I began to grumble at each other more often. And in general, there was a sense of general irritation. It's like something's about to happen, but it doesn't.



Believe me, I have repeatedly hinted to my husband that I consider it wrong to be his mother in our house. She has a home that she has not been in for a month. Husband came there a couple of times, water the flowers and throw out the garbage, and that's all. And Galina Gennadievna did not even ask how and what. It's like she doesn't care about that place.

She barely leaves the house. I went to the store for coffee once. He buys some cheap burda, although we have a pack of good Italian in the kitchen. He only talks about abstract topics and, for the most part, only with his husband. He tells him stories about his youth and things like that. He almost never pays attention to me.



How much longer to endure her presence in the apartment, I do not know. It turns out that my word means nothing, since my husband is categorically against sending her back to himself. You can’t ask children about it, it’s ugly. So I'm the only one who's unhappy. I'm shaking in the shower. I don't know what to do. I do not want to give ultimatums to my wife, I consider it a weakness. But how do you reach him?! God knows it, we just have to wait. Maybe something will change over time.