If MIL wants to drink--she'll find a way to do it, anyway. She'll have a bottle in her purse, she'll find a way to the bar, she'll go in the closet or wherever and find where you put the booze.
It's pointless.
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I'm not arguing, I'm just explaining why I'm right.
Well, I could agree with you--but then we'd both be wrong.
So this woman never goes out to eat? She never goes grocery shopping? She never drives past a liquor store?
It's everywhere.
Her sobriety is her responsibility. No one is saying make her a drink and leave it under her nose. But having it at the bar in the house should be no different than having it any where else in the real world.
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