She slept until 2:00 pm. I didn't say a word. Around 4:00 pm I did tell her that I expected the bathroom she uses to be clean and the toilet paper on the roll since it was also the guest bathroom. She agreed this would be done before she went to bed. I left it at that. She has decided that she will do no chores whatsoever other than take care of her room and bathroom and pick up after herself. That means I will not feed her. She ordered pizza for dinner at 3:00 pm, with cinnamon bread and something else. I fixed and ate my dinner, went into the kitchen and one of the pizza containers was just sitting on the counter, empty. I called her to take care of her trash. She came storming out, all huffy. Slammed it into the trash can and started yelling at me and then stormed into her room. I went to her doorway and told her that tenants did not have the right to talk to homeowners in that manner and the next time she did that, she could start looking for another place because she would have one week to find new living arrangements. "Don't call me a TENANT!" "Sorry, sweetie, but that's what you chose to be. You'll have to live with it." This is going to get interesting. I do wonder if she'll ever figure out that being my daughter is so much more fun and easier than being a tenant? We can hope.