“I Asked My Daughter-in-Law Where the Eggs Went, and She Called Me Greedy”: She Plans to Buy Her Own Fridge and Keep Her Food Separate

It was a chilly Thursday morning when Ellie decided to bake her favorite lemon cake. The ingredients were all laid out on her kitchen counter, and she was certain she had everything she needed. The recipe was simple, something she had made countless times over the years, a recipe that required just two eggs.

Ellie, now in her late seventies, moved slowly towards the refrigerator, humming a tune from her youth. She opened the fridge door, reaching for where she last saw the eggs. To her surprise, the egg tray was empty. Confusion clouded her face. Just two hours ago, she had checked to ensure everything was in place.

Her heart sank a little, but she quickly regained her composure and headed towards the living room where her daughter-in-law, Mia, was busy on her laptop. Mia had moved in with Ellie and her son, Sean, a few months ago. The arrangement was supposed to be temporary, just until Mia and Sean found a place of their own. But the search was taking longer than expected, and tensions were slowly building.

“Excuse me, Mia, have you seen the two eggs that were in the fridge? I had set them aside for a cake I planned to bake today,” Ellie asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Mia looked up, her expression unreadable. “Oh, those eggs? I used them for breakfast. I didn’t realize they were meant for something else,” she replied nonchalantly, turning her attention back to the screen.

Ellie felt a twinge of irritation. “I had specifically saved those for my cake. It’s disappointing to find them gone,” she said, her voice betraying her frustration.

Mia sighed loudly, closing her laptop with a snap. “Ellie, I think you’re being a bit greedy. It’s just eggs. I can’t tip-toe around your kitchen rules all the time. Maybe it’s time I get my own fridge. This way, I can eat my food without any issues.”

Ellie was taken aback by Mia’s words. Greedy? All she wanted was to bake a cake, a small pleasure that brought her comfort. She stood there, words failing her as Mia walked away, leaving her standing alone with her thoughts.

The rest of the day passed in silence. Sean came home from work, sensing the tension but unsure of the cause. Dinner was a quiet affair, with Mia making it clear she preferred to eat the food she had bought herself.

Ellie lay in bed that night, the house quiet around her. The words ‘greedy’ echoed in her mind. She had wanted to create a warm, welcoming home for Mia and Sean, but now she felt like an outsider in her own house.

The next day, Mia bought a small refrigerator and placed it in the corner of the kitchen. She stocked it with her own groceries, a clear line drawn. Ellie watched from a distance, her heart heavy. The kitchen, once a place of shared laughter and stories, had become a silent battleground.

As days turned into weeks, the divide only deepened. Ellie missed the old days, but it seemed those days were gone, replaced by a polite coldness that was even harder to bear than outright hostility.