She came to pick up some stuff and the conversation went like this: Her: I'm really inconveniencing my friends. Me: I'm sorry to hear that. Her: I'm sharing a room with a kid who wets the bed the the room smells. Me: I'm sorry to hear that. Her: Don't you care???? Me: Of course I do, but you've made your choice. What would you like me to do about it? Her: I did NOT choose. You kicked me out!!!! Me: No, I told you if you didn't come home, you needed to stay there until your apartment was available. If you came, you had a place to stay. long pause Her: Well, you were mean to me and I didn't want to come home. Me: How was I mean? By telling you couldn't leave until you cleaned your room? Her: Yeah. [pause] It was a mess wasn't it? [abashed grin] Me: No, my room is a mess. Your room was a pig sty. [both smiling] Her: What can I do to stay here? Me: Your chores. But if you muck up even one time, you're out the door and I don't care if you have a place to sleep or not. Is that understood. Her: Yes, Mom. Thanks!!! And I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!! So, she's sleeping in her bed. Last night she shocked me. She emptied the dishwasher (her chore -- mine is to load it). Came in and told me she also loaded it. I thanked and said she really didn't have to do that. She knew that but said most of the dishes left out were hers anyway, so it only seemed fair that she put them up. Gotta give her credit. At least she's trying. She was going to share the apartment with her co-worker but that fell through when he got fired, so now she's talking about getting the one bedroom. She's figured she should have $52.00 left after paying all of her bills and buying food. And that's if she continues making what she does now. You could see the panic on her face. I kept silent. It was hard. However, if I see that she is continuing with her chores, I might just offer her her room until September. We'll see.