My In-Laws Bled Me Dry—Now Watch Me Collect

On New Year's Eve, I spent half the day slaving in the kitchen before finally getting dinner on the table.

We hadn't even picked up our chopsticks when my sister-in-law spoke.

"Alex, it's New Year's. Time to settle up, don't you think?"

"I took care of you two in your house for a whole year. Seventy thousand in nanny fees isn't too much to ask, right?"

My hand froze mid-reach for the chopsticks.

Tanya Austin had been living in my house since January, using "job hunting" as her excuse.

Sure, she'd help with housework occasionally—if you could count the instances on one hand.