So, I stayed home from work tonight with a migraine. Woke up around 8, made a couple solos and a 1/2 pb sandwich for dinner. Keep in mind I had the kitchen window open while cooking. I washed all the dishes, dried them and put them away.
So MIL gets home ( I can't wait until our flat is ready to move into!) and calls me downstairs into the kitchen. She lectured me for a half hour on putting HER clothes away when I decide to cook. Oh, and about leaving the kitchen window open while cooking, and cleaning the oven. She threw in the gem of "If you're ever renting from someone and you don't keep their kitchen clean, they won't give you the deposit back"
Seriously? I had no idea . I had planned on scrubbing the oven out with vinegar/water after it was cooled. I'm not even the one who cooks on the oven racks without pans! That's my DH's department. GRRR! I'm so tired of being bytched at because of something her "angel" of a son does.
Then theres the snide remarks about how lazy, stupid and "american" I am. It just ticks me off.