meowbunny
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According to my daughter, she hates being a tenant. She wants to be able to have her door open. She can't afford to buy her hygiene and food. She needs access to my car, at least occasionally. So, I've told her all she has to do is do the chores on schedule for two weeks. She'll tell me she'll start tomorrow. As we all know, tomorrow never comes.
I'm actually laughing to myself through all of this. I don't have to adjust my car seat. If she leaves clutter laying around, I toss it -- she can pull her helmet, etc, out of the trash and hope I haven't dumped coffee grounds on top of it. Amazing how her things now end up in her room. I toss her trash into her room. She can pick it up or not.
I HAVE A CLEAN HOUSE! Things don't get done as quickly as I'd like because it is winter and my arthritis is in full-blown mode, so Christmas boxes get moved a little at a time. But I dust and vac as needed and it makes me feel so much better. More importatly, no more nagging, no more arguing.
We still talk about our days when she's working, so I feel I still have a daughter. She's not convinced she has a mother, though. Oh, well.
I'm actually laughing to myself through all of this. I don't have to adjust my car seat. If she leaves clutter laying around, I toss it -- she can pull her helmet, etc, out of the trash and hope I haven't dumped coffee grounds on top of it. Amazing how her things now end up in her room. I toss her trash into her room. She can pick it up or not.
I HAVE A CLEAN HOUSE! Things don't get done as quickly as I'd like because it is winter and my arthritis is in full-blown mode, so Christmas boxes get moved a little at a time. But I dust and vac as needed and it makes me feel so much better. More importatly, no more nagging, no more arguing.
We still talk about our days when she's working, so I feel I still have a daughter. She's not convinced she has a mother, though. Oh, well.
Loved the "Coffee grounds on the Helmet" part. Cracked me up. 
I say this as I stare at the sink full of difficult child's dirty dishes that I asked her 4 times yesterday to put into the dishwasher. And her knitting on the living room floor. And her coat lying across the dining room table. And 3 pairs of her shoes in the kitchen....
