Living with my mother-in-law in the same territory is not that annoying, but not very comfortable. My husband is fine. He lives with his mother. And I have to share the kitchen and other things with a completely strange woman. I have nothing against my mother-in-law. Surprisingly, she is a very nice woman and took me into her house quite kindly.
But it really makes me want to be the mistress of my own house. Especially since we have the money to buy our own little nest. My parents gave us a lot of money for our wedding. It’s enough for a one-bedroom apartment. But my husband wants at least as much as a two-bedroom and does not want to change the neighborhood. Which means either take out a mortgage or wait until we earn enough money.
I do not want to wait. And so quietly looking for a suitable apartment. Suddenly I found a super option in the classifieds. Two-bedroom, on the second floor, separate rooms. And most importantly, a stone’s throw from my mother-in-law. I went to see for myself first. What if it’s a fake. I called the landlord. It turned out to be a young guy. He looked about 20 at the most. That confused me. But the price of the apartment immediately overshadowed that fact. Oh, our greed. How often we lose our heads when we hear a lower-than-expected price.
I asked to see the documents for the apartment. The young man pulled out a folder with a package of documents and handed it to me. I stupidly leafed through it. The only thing I remembered was that there was only one owner. And he was the kid. We made a deal with him to come back tomorrow with my husband. And that was the end of it. I barely waited till my husband got home from work. Told him about the apartment. I happily added that we were only 400,000 short, which was so great.
My husband furrowed his brow. He always did that when he was upset about something or very doubtful.
– According to you, this apartment should be worth at least a million more. Something’s not right. Let’s do it this way. Do you remember the address? Write down everything on a piece of paper, right down to the phone number. I have a classmate who works for the police, I’ll have him run the address. Well, there’s obviously something fishy going on.
I pouted. Oh, my husband’s hypochondria. Or maybe he just doesn’t want to get away from mommy’s skirt. Well, let him check, of course. I myself in this option, something seems wrong. Can not be such a wonderful apartment is so cheap.
Two days later a classmate of my husband came to visit us in person. My husband’s mom was very happy to see him, loaded the table with goodies. But first he offered to discuss the reason for the meeting. The apartment seemed fine. And the seller really is the sole owner, but one small but, which can be a huge problem for buyers.
Previously, the owner of this apartment was his grandmother. She made a deed of gift to her grandson, but did not check out of it. Where she lives is unknown. But this does not change the essence of the problem. Yes, the court will be able to grandmother check out, but do you need it. Suddenly, the old lady has nowhere to live, or she has a contract for residence in this apartment, and so may be any lights. Believe me from my experience. Such apartments just below market price do not sell.
Ma sat down, drank tea with yummy treats and talked, remembered school years and parted. We didn’t buy this apartment. My mother-in-law persuaded us not to rush. And since you’re too close to me, I’m going to stay at the cottage all summer. If you miss me, come and visit. We missed you in two weeks. We did buy an apartment, you won’t believe it. Next door. In the same stairwell.
That’s how fate decided. We live together. I had my first child. A son. I’m very happy that my mother-in-law lives nearby. My mother came to visit for a week, right after the birth. But then she left, leaving me alone with all the delights of a newborn screamer. She lives in another town. But my mother-in-law is close by. And I do not regret it.
She loves her grandson. Especially going for walks with him. And sometimes she takes him to her place, and brings him just to feed him. It’s a life of raspberries. Girls be friends with mothers-in-law is both pleasant and useful!
