07/19/2025
— Sleep in the kitchen, you're young — said my mother-in-law as she gave my room to the guests: but I came up with a plan to kick them out of my room 😊😱
When my mother-in-law said that some relatives from the village were coming, I was actually a bit happy — just some old aunts for a couple of days, they'd drink some tea, chat, and leave. I didn’t mind. Until she suddenly said:
— They’ll sleep in your room. In your bed. It’s cozier there.
At first, I didn’t even realize what I had just heard.
— Excuse me? In my room? In my bed? And where do you expect me to sleep?
She looked at me like I was the most selfish person in the world.
— Sleep in the kitchen. You’re young — you can sleep anywhere. But people from the village are tired, they need rest.
All my polite objections hit a brick wall. She was already carrying pillows and blankets into my room. The guests were already standing in the hallway, admiring the interior like they had stepped into Versailles.
I tried to suggest that we had a sofa in the living room and an air mattress, but she cut me off:
— Those old folks from the village would destroy their backs on the sofa! And there’s a draft in there! End of discussion.
I was shaking with anger. I dragged my blanket into the kitchen and felt like a stranger in my own house.
But the more I thought about it, the clearer it became: this was not okay. Do I really have to endure humiliation in the name of “respect for guests”?
Then I came up with an idea to teach my mother-in-law a lesson and drive those unwanted guests out of my room 😊🫣 Continued in first comment 👇👇