KTMom91
Well-Known Member
Last night, Miss KT had a major meltdown because we had run out of bottled water, and she was hungry and wanted to cook macaroni. She slammed the pan down on the counter, and I told her to watch it because she's already broken a big chunk out of my kitchen tile. She stomped through the living room to her room, then stomped back to the kitchen and put a stick of butter in the microwave, and announced she would have crackers and butter for dinner. She got on the phone, complaining about how there was no food, no water, and she was starving and nobody cared. I wasn't sure if she was on her cell or the home phone, so I followed her to her room to check, to hear her say that her mom was such a f-in b* who never did anything for her. She discovered the butter was not as soft as she wanted, so that started another fit. She stomped back into the kitchen, dropped the plate and the crackers on the counter, and screamed that she hated this house. Apparently she had called my mother to come and save her, and when my mother called back, Miss KT and I answered at the same time, so I got to hear how I'm represented. I called my mother back, told her what I thought of her enabling this behavior, and told her if she didn't like being in the middle, to get out of it and just tell Miss KT no. It did no good, St. Carol came to save her, and I'm the bad guy again. This morning, they came by the house so Miss KT could leave her stuff. She was pleasant, cheerful, chatting with me about the cat I'm taking to the vet, just like there was no problem at all. Does she truly not remember all the screaming and fuss last night? Or is she just pretending? I'm at a loss here.