I knew this was coming. Back in my January 7th post, Trying to Stay Calm While Everything is on the Line, I said I had a feeling this would turn into an issue of setting boundaries with family. I said if we got the place, my partner’s mom would still try to control how we show up, how we live, and how we handle things. Welp. I was right. She showed up yesterday. She texted from the parking lot, which gave me exactly zero time to mentally prepare. Not that anything needed to be done. I’ve been unpacking and cleaning nonstop since we moved in. The house is fine. We…