Last night difficult child and her sister got new rules for the house.
There's 7 of them and I tried to keep it short.
I'm praying not for them to follow the rules. but for ME to be able to keep enforcing them... I know that sounds dumb. But i realize that over all these years my difficult child's life and our family life could've been a lot easier if I hadn't been so wishy washy.
I am not a consistent person. I am someone who waffles under stress. I've been working 2 weeks ago now, graveyard shift and my kids have been taking full advantage that mom is tired about 90 percent of the time.
Hence, the new rules. Hope they stick.
I had a crazy hard time with difficult child and her dishes and shower last night. Because I kept stressing "do the dishes, NOW" 20 times if I said it once. She kept spraying the counters and cleaning them, putting stuff away and says, "You're gonna love how clean the counters are"
(I know but what I really need you to do is the DISHES)
and feeling guilty AGAIN.
I hate myself.
