She will own a place one day. It might not be for a few years yet, and maybe it'll be a property inherited or gifted to her by her well-off parents, but oh God, the absolute bollocks she will spout about how hard it was for her to realize this forever home for her and her "SB" (who will absolutely not be living with her at that point) and how much she had to suffer just to finally have a place to call her own, blah blah blah. How I hope I (a Gen Xer who will probably never own my own place despite working hard for decades and always taking care of myself) will no longer care or check in on her by then, no matter how much I love the canal.