The dishwasher.

To be honest I have a love hate relationship with our dishwasher. It’s super super quiet which I love. One the other hand it loads funky. Oh I hate the 3rd drawer for silverware. You can fit so much more in it without it. The tines are at an angle too so things fit weird. I didn’t even get to choose it. He just asked his mom her opinion and he bought it. My thoughts and feelings in this house really don’t matter

His mom used to live here and when his grandma got sick next door she moved in with Grandma to help take care of her. Well grandma passed away and she’s living in the house she grew up in. She left everything she didn’t need in our house.

Well my husband and his guy friends lived here before we got married. We eventually bought this house from his uncle.

We’ve been living here for over 10 years. The house is still decorated from when his mom lived here. Half the basement is full of her stuff. He won’t make her remove anything. He won’t let me decorate it how I want to. Essentially this house is still hers. Decisions about changes we make all go through her. It’s ridiculous.

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