Three days after DW passed, I changed the locks on my house to keep the MIL and SIL out. MIL because she has a sense of entitlement over everything she wants, and she just takes it. SIL because there were now cancer medications in the house that she would consider ?fair game?. I believe I was lucky I recognized this behavior before they ever took anything of value.
At first I felt guilty about changing the locks (no one knew I did this). A week and a half after I had changed the locks I had to tell my MIL in no uncertain terms that, ?I don?t want anyone in the house when I?m not there?, because she was trying to justify her future plans of ?Stopping by? while I was at work. Three days after I told her this I get a message at work on my voicemail saying she was on her way to my house to get something she needed and, ?She hopes I don?t mind?. Really? How do you not know that I DO MIND. Well she figured out pretty quickly I changed the locks.
6 months later, I am now getting rid of DW clothes and I asked my MIL and SIL if they wanted to come over to go through her clothes to pick out anything they wanted (something they have been asking about for 6 months). My DW?s best friend came over too and she told me later that the MIL and SIL took a head band and a funeral card that were on a table nearby, their justification to themselves was, ?he won?t mind?. I was never more than 20 yards away, they never asked. They will never be trusted around DW?s stuff.
I can?t say I?m surprised. I controlled where in the house they would be limited to. I knew anything in there could be stolen. You could say I gave them just enough rope to hang themselves with?. And they did. I don?t want them to know that I know because I want them to think they are smarter than me so they won?t try to change their tactics.
At the end of the day I feel empowered because I can see who they are and they have no clue.