I do not know what is going on with my kids. No matter WHAT the chore or request is, it CANNOT be done as I have asked. I am working hard to re-create a recipe that we lost a few years ago. It is the only thing Wiz has EVER asked me to cook since he left our home. the ONLY thing. After much research, I got what sounded right. husband and I needed to run a couple of errands and I asked the kids to get an entire brick of cream cheese from Sam's out, to cut it into smaller pieces, and to put those pieces into a bowl and cover it tightly. I finally get it mixed up, which was so totally unfun and hard because I threw my back out on Monday. I cannot figure out where husband put the mixer or the blades for the food processor. So I used a wooden spoon and a whisk. Then the kids tell me that it wasn't a full brick of cream cheese. that they don't know how much was in it and they didn't get the other cream cheese out because, well, I haven't got a clue. Then, when I get frustrated at them, they try to tell me that I didn't say I wanted the entire brick. I call that a lie. I specifically said, and husband remembers, that they were to get the NEW brick out and unwrap it and to NOT use the already opened one. This has happened with every meal I have tried to plan, every chore I have assigned, and at least half of the courteous every day things. I want to SCREAM. I did suggest rather vociferously that they needed to try to listen, which means using their ears and closing their mouths - and now J is trying to have a hissy fit over 'never' being appreciated. She was already snotty with me because I told her that the very next time that I find the ranch dressing sitting on the floor in the living room it will be thrown away and we will NOT have more of it in the house. I also told her that if she pushed to that point, her father, brother and I would make sure that she heard about how we are deprived because she won't take five seconds to put the dressing in the fridge. She takes it to the living room to pour it, and then she just leaves it there for hours. I have not had ranch dressing at home in four months because I get food poisoning very easily (far faster and far more intense than most people) and I just really don't want to do that ever again. She thinks I am 'over-reacting' on both of those issues. I cannot help but wonder when her need for drama will be superseded by my need to strangle her.