Blowup on Sunday, on Monday, and here we are at Tuesday...I came straight home from school to take Miss KT to the bank to cash her paycheck. For some reason, she didn't get it today but is supposed to tomorrow. I said I had to go to the grocery store, did she want to go with me, and she started talking about something else, without giving me an answer. I said I'm hot, I'm tired, if you're going with me, get your shoes and let's go. She sat down and started talking about band. I said are you going or not? and she SCREAMS I TOLD YOU NO THREE TIMES!!! and I lost it. I have had it with her lousy attitude, her disrespect, her rudeness, her hatefulness towards me and Hubby, and when she started screaming that she hates me, hates this house, wants to move out (for the ten millionth time), I told her to go. I called her father and said he needed to take her for the summer. She had another fit, called my mother, moved in with her for the remainder of school, and then will live with her father. She was even more angry when I took the cell phone and truck keys from her before she left. It's amazing how peaceful the house is now. I'm still trying to calm down, breathe deeply, and not run screaming down the street.