Sometimes people make no sense. Ok, a LOT, they make no sense. Particularly people who hoard things, though. In this case, I mean some of my husband's family...
The house we live in belongs to my hubby's grandmother. It was built by HER father, I'm not sure what decade that was. But the thing is, this house, and the piece of property it sits on, and the couple of sheds and everything in them, needs some serious TLC.
For instance, the floor inside the house is wood. But it has never, never been SEALED. Sanded and stained, yeah, but it's just...open to all the damage that can be done to a wood floor. I can't even mop it because the water would warp the wood. Anything that gets spilled on the floor leaves a stain. It scratches easily.
And my husband's grandma doesn't WANT to have the floor done properly because her dad "built the house this way, and it's going to STAY this way".
For that reason, she also is very hesitant to allow my husband to redo the electric (which is just downright dangerous and soooo very outdated). She doesn't want us to put a railing around the porch, even though I have 2 little kiddos that could fall off. She let us put hand rails by the stairs outside ONLY because the insurance company said it had to be done.
I just...
I sincerely appreciate what she's done for us by letting us live here, I really do. We needed a place to live while my husband was on unemployment and I was pregnant with my son, and the Lord provided for us.
I just don't understand why she won't let us do things that would preserve this house. What good does it do to hold so tightly to something that is falling apart? Why not keep it in good shape and make it last?