I just got a huge slap in the face, so to speak.
Yesterday I was upstairs in MILs house, because if I come home by myself I don't feel comfortable to go through the gangway to the back door to go home. I meant to just walk through and go downstairs but my SIL stopped to say hi to the baby. At the same time, DHs cousin walked in the door. They rent from GMIL (they live in the attic, GMIL lives on the 2nd floor, and MIL lives on the 1st floor). They pay MIL for the cable. They came to tell MIL that they were sorry but they wouldn't have the money for the cable right away. MIL said it was fine.
SIL then walked over to MIL as MIL was walking away into the other room and started her nosy "what did they want!" conversation (she's 16yo, lol). MIL told her, and SIL asked "well didn't they just have the floor redone?" MIL said that GMIL paid for it. SIL asked why. MIL told her in a nutshell that GMIL is their landlord and that's what good landlords do. The floor was old and it got wet and they replaced it because the kids were going to get sick. It was the responsible and right thing to do, she said. She said it in a "well duh!" tone of voice to SIL. They did replace the floor the very next week after it got wet. The window had started leaking, which led to the water in the house (it wasn't a ton of water either, and they redid the foor in every room also). The window was replaced within the next couple of days following the leak.
I mean.. c'mon. We've been trying to bring that to MILs attention for so long (and we have two mold problems plus a lead problem).
Anyways, I just left after I heard MIL say that. Huge slap in the face.
I'm so glad we're going to be out of here.
I'm finally feeling better, so Monday I intend to go check out the mall and look for a job. Weekends are kind of crazy so I'd rather go during the morning (when managers work) and look then. I really wish I were able to drive. I've seen SO many nanny positions on craigslist but you need to be able to drive. That's my next goal.