A mother -in -law came to us a week. We are not particularly friends with her, but I kept a good young man and did not provoke any provocation on her part, although I do not hide them, there was a lot – she knows how to get people out of her without a word. The day before her departure, the nephews of a man came to us. There were 3 of them, but it seemed that our house decided to demolish the whole football team. I counted the days when they were all over their homes. I couldn’t live quietly in my own home. I woke up when my mother -in -law woke up, she also slept on her schedule.

Do not eat calmly, neither drink nor a series to see … Finally, the long -awaited day has come. The mother -in -law had no things with him. Yes, only one average bag, where her brushes, combs, clothing and all other little things were located. The next morning I couldn’t believe my happiness. I woke up myself: not from laughter, not from roar or even from the sound of TV. My favorite part of the day is morning coffee. This is such a routine part, when I make plans for a day, make myself mood, create a positive for myself all day and gain energy.

So, I go to the kitchen, and there are no coffee makers. I interrupted everything – no and no. “Okay,” – I think – “I will drink soluble, then look for.”. But when I say in advance, I did not find the coffee maker. And then, when she decided to cook breakfast, she did not find a blender for the lane. The man woke up. When he entered the kitchen, on his face already realized that he also had a question about the location of some things. Then I remembered that we had at home for 2 days and a secret ndia for a whole week. I immediately understood, my mother -in -law clearly did something.

It was written on her face that she had not hurt yet. In short, the man called his mother, talked and stated: – Tomorrow we will go to Kun the technique. – And where? I asked. – In the landfill … Is it at the processing point. I understand where in my mother -in -law, the growth with the bedside table, so much hatred to turn so… But, honestly, I am grateful to her, because we have so long ago wanted to update the technique in the house, and she created a wonderful reason for this. Now I enjoy hot coffee from a new coffee maker every morning and look at social networks, where our old equipment is adorned in the background.