Yep, it is. I do my best not to be snarky or moody. My room is on the other side of the kitchen (it used to be the family room). They pretty much took over the rest of the house. I spend most of my time in here with my kitty. I read, write, sew, quilt, listen to music, and peruse the internet.
Housing had become unaffordable for their family, so I did what needed to be done in order to keep them from having to live in shithole after shithole. Other people have lived in worse circumstances. They are family. They will get the house when I die - or they can take my insurance money and run.
Wow! Very generous of you. ❤️
I'm a mom. I'll always be a mom. It's in my blood.
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I'm not an angel....don't get me wrong. I couldn't live with my son. No way in hell. We are WAY too different. My daughter and I are like besties. Back before cellphones, people confused us on the phone all the time - even my siblings can't tell us apart when we're talking. We have fun with it.