The first time our mother was at our home, I thought she was going to do the pale white glove tests.
Mom dissected every single knickknack plus picked it up to make sure there was no dust beneath.
I watched Mom deliberately pull our leather reclining chair away from the wall so she could see if there was any dirt or dust behind it plus to be sure there were no holes or damage to it. I finally asked her what she was doing. Mom grudgingly admitted she liked our house, plus that she thought our hubby would be perfectly comfortable residing there. What she wasn’t delighted with was that there were no custom made couches or custom furniture in the house. Mom told me she had a appealing piece of handmade custom furniture that she would care about to deliver to me and my hubby plus told me about some of the handmade tables, chairs plus other furniture that they had in their house, plus I wasn’t sure I was interested in having anything. Mom explained to me that our hubby’s Grandpa had made it for him when she was just a little girl plus she honestly wanted him to have the custom furniture couch that she had. Once every one of us moved the new sofa in, that looked more care about an oversized coffin, I screamed, plus our hubby laughed. Mom said she was wondering when she would ditch that on me. Apparently, her own mother had been trying to ditch this custom couch on every 1 of her children when they moved out. I was the first child that hadn’t seen the couch before accepting it.