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Now, today's first story is titled,

My Husband Brought Three People He Barely Knows to Live With Us

Because Family, and I've been playing maid for the past three months.

I'm stuck cleaning up after five people now

because my husband decided to bring three people

from out of the country to come live with us without even talking to me about it.

One is his 17-year-old cousin.

He brought literally on his way home and let me know that they were three hours away from

our house and the other two are newlyweds, one of which is another cousin of his,

who he hid coming from me until the day I was scheduled to be induced to have our second baby.

He never told me when they were showing up and six hours after having my baby, my ring camera

goes off to show me two strangers knocking on my door. It was them.

Surprise, surprise. I cried my ass off. I ended up staying at my mom's house for a month after

because why the fuck would I want to stay in a house with three strangers I barely know while I'm

recovering from childbirth and they kept telling my

cousin they don't know why I was avoiding them, and asking if I don't like them or I'm mad at

them. They are disgusting. They never clean up after themselves. I'm responsible for taking the

wife places, even though I never signed up for this shit. We have to buy all the food and supplies for the house and these people had the audacity to say they want to keep snacks separated from us because of our five-year-old.

But they're more than welcome to use all our food whenever they feel like it, but my daughter can't eat one of their rice crispy treats.

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