Since Miss 12 laid claim to the ancient computer, the spare room has progressively turned into a festy dungeon which never sees light, or fresh air.
Today she was giving me attitude when I opened her bedroom window to let in air and light because Tobe (old man foster cat we’ve taken in) spends almost all of his time in there and I want him to be happy and well. So when she responded by throwing blankets and paper and clothes around I banned her from the computer.
Now this is the only tech she has access to, because she was aggressive with her tablet and broke it, and aggressive with the laptop and broke that also.
So she wrote me a note saying: great fucking parenting.
I’m like, thanks 😆
But seriously that room was foul. Cleaning it up resulted in two big bags of trash, and a vacuum full of food debris, chewed up balls of paper, and my headphones which have been cut into pieces.
I get that she’s pretty depressed, but the disrespect.
Sigh.
Meanwhile the other one; 😇 angel of a child. I took her to a roller disco with some friends because her end of year grades had improved so much. They’re all geeky nerds who support eachother, its so great to see. I hope Miss 12 can have such good friendships. In the mean time I guess I’m going to have to be the least favourite parent.
-Salty
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