Every time my parents-in-law visited, my sassy MIL took over our bedroom, shoving my things aside and lighting her signature candles. One day, I decided enough was enough! I devised a plan that would leave her begging for the guest room.I watched the clock tick down with dread, knowing that in exactly 17 minutes, Hurricane Monica would make landfall.
My mother-in-law wasn’t just visiting — she was invading, and my master bedroom was always her first conquest.
