Once I went on about emotions and decided to help my son with a daughter-in-law, I did not even suspect that I was trapped.

Can I rent an apartment? relatives and what will come of it? The question for some people is really burning, because family ties are one thing, and a living penny every month is quite another. There were even manipulations, pressure on pity or threats. For some, personal gain will always be higher than the most basic concepts of an honest person. Some people don’t have a sense of shame and conscience, so what do we do now?



In addition, for relatives, few people will think of concluding an official contract. Does that mean there is no trust at all? Why would you rent a house with such relatives, right? Actually, no. Wrong. Because in case of any problems that will sooner or later begin, the landlord will be responsible for them. And this means that disagreements and clarification of relations will begin on a completely different level. And the proceedings will affect a fairly wide range of people. And in small towns, it's a whole event. Greater than all the Latin American TV shows combined.

What is not ready to sacrifice a woman for the happiness of an only child? We do not sleep the nights when they grow up, we gray early when they become teenagers, and we endure tears of resentment when they become free and independent. I understand the situation very well, because that is what I am. But recently I decided to slow down a bit and live for myself. Especially since Roman is already 31 years old, and I think it’s time for him to start helping me with something.



My son got married 8 years ago and I was really happy for him that day. My parents and I paid in half for the wedding, so my gift to the young was symbolic. Money in an envelope to buy some equipment or something. I don't know how their new family handled the donations, and it doesn't matter to me. Let them make their own decisions.

After that, the young moved to an apartment in which they lived for some time before. Removable two-room panel in a good area. I liked that they could afford a separate apartment, as I knew many times when other couples had this issue in the main place. So to speak, problem number one.



However, after a few years, the son’s business began to decline, and such spending became too excessive for their family. Then my son turned to me for help. The fact is that my passive income consisted of renting out another apartment that I got after the repose of my ex-husband, his father. I rented it out to a single man who paid rent every month, was quiet and never made any complaints about repairs, neighbors or rent increases. Golden tenant.

Although I was very sad to say goodbye to my relatively stable financial situation, I decided to help my son. Especially since I soon found out that my daughter-in-law was at demolition. I may live for a time without my favorite red fish and seafood, but a son is a son. His family needs help at all costs. After that, his wife began to communicate with me as a mother. I was constantly asking for advice.



But three years later, I realized that I had fallen into a typical trap of good relationships. When it's kind of time for the guests and the honor to know, and to tell them about it, I somehow do not turn my tongue. My son’s business went uphill, the salary became the same or maybe even rose a little. I noticed that I was fat, I had shortness of breath. You think it's a good life? No, friends. It is all about poor quality products: they quickly get fat, because you eat only carbohydrates. I can't stand it. Constant drowsiness and heaviness in the stomach. Anyway, I had to do something.

So at one of the meetings I directly asked my son, and when he thinks to look for a new apartment. After all, mine is far from his work and, probably, there are plenty of options for every taste. But he, contrary to my expectations, decided to just joke about it. And the daughter-in-law quietly noticed that my grandson is still too young and needs some time to grow up. To which I hastened to reply with the prepared phrase that children for mothers in general always remain small. Well, a new apartment can be found near the kindergarten.



It’s no surprise that our next conversation didn’t work out. I understood this from the very beginning, but what can I do if it is difficult for them, young, then what are the chances of a normal life for me, a pensioner? In my defense, I reminded them that their family had never brought me food or helped me financially. How much lost money have I gained over the years? Same thing. But nobody heard me. They just kept quiet and puffed up their nostrils, promising to reflect on my words.

A week later, the pair made themselves known. They invited one of their relatives, whom I had only seen at my son’s wedding, to a birthday party. As they say, I definitely didn’t remember him. I wanted to refuse, complaining about the lack of money for the gift, but the matchmakers said that no gifts are needed, only my company. Well, I said yes, if that's the case, we should go. Relatives after all.



And there was a real "show" at the party. All the attention was on me. As you may have guessed, my decision to “take the apartment from the young” was discussed. I only said it once, but I remember it. How can a woman my age put her children and grandson in such a terrible position? Is there happiness in money? Is my personal comfort more important than having a young mother with a child and a hard-working son live normally? I was mostly asked these questions. A crowd of ten or more looked me in the eye and quietly hated me. I hope they didn’t lie about their birthday.

In short, we decided: let the son and daughter-in-law stay, but pay the rent. About half the average price in the city. "Around," I mean in a smaller way. But from now on, I have the right to act like a real landlord. Invoice for repairs, demand timely payment and so on. In fact, I was forced to make such concessions simply by crushing the number. What do we do?



I don't think it's going to work out, because we're just going to get away from each other like family. But there is nothing to do, because, except me, everyone is happy with our contract. And, to be honest, I will not be as soft with my son as I used to be. Any damage or damage to your home will be paid out of your pocket. Do I realize that after two or three incidents like this, we're going to visit each other with a fig in our pocket? Of course. But they chose this type of relationship for themselves. I wanted something completely different.