True to form, gfgd called yesterday....I refused to pick up the phone(answering maching on 24/7) so pcd did and yakked for a couple minutes...than she throws a note at me "call me for dinner PLEASE" so I did...apparently the conversation was all about how gfgd needed new shoes, her school bag was destroyed(I just replaced it last month) and she needed new school supplies for the next term starting in Feb..... easy child was completely stunned by the call...because the 19th...tomorrow....is when my child tax benefit arrives and gfgd knows that....she knows it comes on the 19th of every month and her dad's disability comes on the last banking day of the month... difficult child told easy child that mom needs to step up and get this stuff for me because everyone at the home thinks she is a deadbeat mom and she needs to prove she loves me....to which easy child told me she said to difficult child to go to hell and get a job, mom isn't a bank machine and you walked out on us...I heard that part pretty clear because easy child hollered into the phone... So I am treating myself to a new pair of jeans tomorrow....and maybe a new blouse...I can certainly use a new outfit....been about three years since I bought myself something and I've lost 40 pounds so things just hang.... I'm trying to not feel guilty about this...and I am sticking to my resolution to not step up and be the doormat she expects me to be...I also refused to go to her old school and sign transfer papers for her to go to another high school....sorry you don't need me to be a parent unless you need stuff replaced or signed?? Too bad....my bank card and my signing hand are out of commission for this difficult child.... Carolanne *chilly here....turn up the heat!!!!!