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Anonymous wrote:I'm the garage, wherein your DD will find all sorts of interesting items you ordered online that weren't what you'd thought they'd be, including:

• the 64-oz size of powdered coffee creamer you ordered for when your lactose-intolerant friend, George, stops by (you weren't expecting it to be so BIG!)

• what you thought was going to be a 12-pack of Pellegrino that was, in fact, 12 12-packs of Pellegrino ("that's a gross, dad, you ordered a gross of sparkling water")

• a restaurant supply size jug of chili flakes that "looked smaller in the photo"

• the extra four pairs of pajama pants that arrived because the "add to cart" button was indeed functioning properly and, it turns out, you didn't need to hit it several times to get it to work

• boxes and boxes of Swiffer cloths that you swear you have not been ordering but keep coming anyway, and your DD cannot solve the mystery of where you apparently subscribed to have them delivered regularly because your way of managing the hundreds of spam emails you get is by deleting all of your messages every few days or so

This is so frustrating yet so funny!
Can you take over her email in some way?

Anonymous wrote:I'm the garage, wherein your DD will find all sorts of interesting items you ordered online that weren't what you'd thought they'd be, including:

• the 64-oz size of powdered coffee creamer you ordered for when your lactose-intolerant friend, George, stops by (you weren't expecting it to be so BIG!)

• what you thought was going to be a 12-pack of Pellegrino that was, in fact, 12 12-packs of Pellegrino ("that's a gross, dad, you ordered a gross of sparkling water")

• a restaurant supply size jug of chili flakes that "looked smaller in the photo"

• the extra four pairs of pajama pants that arrived because the "add to cart" button was indeed functioning properly and, it turns out, you didn't need to hit it several times to get it to work

• boxes and boxes of Swiffer cloths that you swear you have not been ordering but keep coming anyway, and your DD cannot solve the mystery of where you apparently subscribed to have them delivered regularly because your way of managing the hundreds of spam emails you get is by deleting all of your messages every few days or so

Anonymous wrote:Despite my father working for 35 years as a biglaw partner, my parents refuse to spend any money on lifestyle, other than going out to eat and ordering takeout. They have minimal expenses and I really want to see them enjoy their money before they can't anymore. I keep encouraging them to take a big vacation (I'll watch the dog! We can drop you off and pick you up at the airport! Let me figure out an itinerary!).

Anonymous wrote:I’m the old house packed full of their own parents’ “stuff” that they could never bear to get rid of and the house has sit mostly vacant since the late 90s. And now the area is failing and totally downhill so it’s worth about $100k on a good day.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I’m the grateful my parents and in-laws were always there for me and family and I look forward to helping them as needed.

It’s sweet that you think it will be something to look forward to. Come back in a few years to commiserate and we won’t judge.

Anonymous wrote:i am the 29,000 dollars that the estate sale folks sold the contents of my parents house for, including the nearly new car. I am the badly written will that gave all the decision making authority to a really old attorney who went to college with my father that stipulated that all the house contents including the car be sold, even though there are eight teenaged grandchildren who would have liked the car.

Anonymous wrote:PP also:

We didn’t waste our money like your generation-we worked hard and saved.

Yes! Saved every damn thing they’ve ever owned, inherited and purchased. My ILs have 3 cars (!), one driver and use their 2 car garage for storage! Need canceled checks from 1989? All are stuffed in file cabinets in a spare bedroom. How about cans of paint from the renovation in 2002? Baby equipment purchased for grandchildren now in college?

DH in complete denial about what a mess he will have to deal with and how long it will take to ready this house for sale.

Anonymous wrote:I will pitch in. I am a 63 year old boomer currently working full time, dealing with my silent gen parents with rapidly advancing dementia, paying for one DC's divorce lawyer, and will likely have said DC and child moving in soon. Being a sandwich boomer is fun!

Anonymous wrote:Unable to work full time because of difficult parent who drives away caregivers and needs nearly constant care. Plunged into poverty while they fetter away millions on every gadget they see advertised on tv. Trapped and hoping I outlive them.

Anonymous wrote:I'm in the "can't live alone, hates homes, wants to live alone, doesn't want to BE alone, oh... what she really wants is to live at her home and have all of her kids live there with her and take care of her!

Like we don't have jobs, kids, pets, obligations or live far away.

It took some digging but that would make her happiest. Not going to happen. Anyone else?

Anonymous wrote:My parent buys 1000s of dollars worth of fake supplements to “improve memory”.
When they arrive, he doesn’t remember buying them. When I ask why he bought them, he can’t remember.
Sigh.

Anonymous wrote:My boomer parents refuse to admit they can’t do everything they used to, but then get mad when they’re included in plans that require stamina and can’t keep up. One day, it’s “yeah, we’ll be there! We’re retired! We have all the time in the world!” And then the thing’s happening and they sour and are like “we’re 79 years old! We’re too tired for this!” So I increasingly keep our plans secret.

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Anonymous wrote:I’m the hoarded mess in the unfinished basement of my IL’s house of 45 years. MIL with dementia is allowed full unfettered access to the basement and picks her way up and down these stairs several times a day to “look around.” I’m the scolding, controlling DIL who recommended door locks, alarms and suggesting professional care be brought in … over a year ago.

And it will still be your fault when she inevitably falls down the stairs or trips over the junk.

I’m the controlling wife who is not allowing visits to the MIL who is perfectly capable or traveling or her son is perfectly capable and has no restrictions on making travel plans. I’m working 40 hours a week, doing the bulk of the housework while he scrolls his phone 10 hours a day as and is in bed another 10. He can make the travel plans to see his parents.