O/T. Going rogue. Or going Rags as the case may be.
So, DW just got off a half an hour call with my MIL. New furniture for MIL came up. I have been planning on MIL new LR furniture for some time. No one will actually just do the things they talk about doing for MIL because "she might not like it". I am getting to the end of my rope with everyone's walking on egg shells with MIL.
So, I shopped for and found some very nice stylish high quality furniture that is on clearance at a place near MIL's and reserved it for delivery. I went with dark blue since cleanliness is a challenge for MIL's home.
I have not yet payed for it and made the mistake of letting DW see what I was doing instead of just doing it while DW is at work. This has been an ongoing thing for our entire marriage. MIL will let things decline until a problem becomes overwhelming. She did this with rooms full of recycling, dozens of file boxes of clipped unused and expired coupons, and most recently FIL having to sit in a folding chair in the hallway while doing his home dialysis and watching TV on an ancient 14inch tube TV from 30ft away. So when I have had enough, I deal with whatever is at issue. I load recycling and take it to to the recycling center, I dump file boxes full of expired filed coupons at the recycling center, I take loads of old puzzles to GoodWill, and rearrange her LR furniture so FIL can be comfortable while watching the 55" TV I purchased for them. DW and her 3 sibs all cringe and rant about how mad MIL will be. I take the "tuff shit and just say thank you" approach.
Yes, MIL gets irritated but, Surprise! The house is so much bigger without the rooms full of expired coupon file boxes, countless dozens of bags of recycling, stacks of old puzzles that she had put together, then taken apart, and marked with the number of missing pieces (she buys them at thrift stores) and the LR set up comfortably so people can visit and FIL could watch a decent sized TV from a comfortable chair rather than being miserable.
I can get $5K of furniture for $1.2K on close out. This is really nice stuff. A sofa, a love seat, and a LR chair.
FIL passed 6yrs ago and every time we visit MIL comments on how much she enjoys the TV and really likes how the LR is open and comfortable compared to how cramped and cluttered it was. The furniture is 35 years old and extremely low quality even when it was new. It is now all collapsed, when someone sits in it, their butts basically sag to the floor.
At some point, I will just click the button and let the tempers do what they will do as I have done periodically over the years.
So, do I just click the button and have the new furniture delivered or.... do I abide by DW and her sibs' usual "Don't make mom mad" do nothing paralysis crap?
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I don't know
I don't know whether you should click the button but if you want to buy me all new living room furniture, I'm up for it. Lol
you have two choices: let MIL
you have two choices: let MIL wallow in unhappiness forever or make her mad for a day or a few days.
I say CLICK CLICK CLICKITY CLICK CLICK!
Lol. That is a lot of clicks.
Lol. That is a lot of clicks. I don't want to spend that much.
If it won't break the bank
If it won't break the bank for you, go for it! If MIL won't get rid of old coupons, she won't get rid of perfectly good new furniture. And she will bitch and complain about SOMETHING regardless!
We bought my dad (95 years
We bought my dad (95 years old).. a lift chair at the insistance of his caregivers.... he got mad.. refused to allow it in the house.. I now sit in it in my home.. it's pretty nice. has heat and massage..lol.
My dad is perfectly cognizant.. and it's his house.. we can't force change he doesn't want.. and I'm not fighting with my dad at this point in his life...haha. I would be sneaky... show MIL the furniture.. say.. Isn't this nice? we were looking at it.. and thought it was nice..what do you think...
You are so much nicer than I am.
I just do it. Kind of the ask for forgiveness rather than beg for permission model. Or more accurately, just do it and not give a shit about forgiveness or permission.
My ILs have always had an issue with sanctifying junk and crap because...... fill in the blank reason ......
Rusty junk heap vehicles or farm equipment, worn out low quality furniture because some relative had it in some place they lived decades ago. This is not heirloom stuff, this is literally junk. Even paper grocery bags full of their parents or GP's old bills, etc....
All while ignoring skeevy family members stealing things that a deceased relative's Will left to someone else. There is a long history of this. FIL's sister cleaned out their mother's home upon her death though she took a ton of stuff that was left to FIL. My SIL (DW's youngest sib) stole all kinds of stuff (rifles, tools, money, etc...) when my FIL passed. SIL would play the "but daddy gave it to meeeeeee" card though the Will clearly indicated that was bullshit. MIL would not put her skeevy daughter in prison and DW, BIL1 and BIL2 would not put their sister in jail for that crap. If she pulled that crap on me, I would have put her away for as long as possible then sued her. Putting her and her family living in a refrigerator box under a collapsed barn or rural highway overpass somewhere.
I just don't get any of it. They get irritated over minutia and ignore legitimate issues.
So, I do what I do and let everyone else simmer on it while enjoying what I have done. Of course they smirk and complain until they think no one is paying attention, then, they enjoy it. DW does not join in the simmering but she does worry that at some point I will "over step". Something I don't worry much about. Other than with my DW. But, she knows me and knows my intent is not to piss anyone off and is to stop the games. I solve a problem rather than ignoring and tiptoeing around it.
I have not yet clicked on buying MIL new LR furniture. If I get back to my career reasonably soon, I will.
#oldpeoplebelike .... I don't
#oldpeoplebelike .... I don't want this! ... meanwhile their butt sagging to the floor on ancient furniture like they don't feel their butt on the floor on the sofa