Had to give you an update on the irresponsible, smart aleck, teenage step-daughter. I have been staying out of it because my hubby handles her very well. I support him, but I just sit back and let him deal with her. Well, things have changed a bit. After the whole thing I posted earlier, she didn't call or text him on Father's Day! I was so angry watching him hurt that evening. He was trying not to let it show that it bothered him, but he was so hurt. It was one of those things he knew she probably was going to do, but when it actually happened, he was so upset.
So, she calls him the next night. When the phone rings, he smiles and thinks, "Ah, she is calling because she forgot to call me yesterday and just remembered." He answers it, and what does she say? No..."Hey, how's it going Dad. What have you been doing?" When he answers she says, "Are my tennis rackets still in your garage?" That's it. He says, "Yes" and she says, "Put them in Pooh's car and I will come by and get them at her work tomorrow." He says, "Fine" and she hangs up!
That was it! I saw red then. I looked at him and said, "Ok, now I have had it with her rudeness and orders. She just involved me without asking, so now I am stepping in." He just kind of smiled and nodded. Well, I tend to have a sense of humor when dealing with difficult people so I had an idea. She borrowed her Dad's bicycle pump about 4 months ago and he had been asking her to bring it back. She still had not done this, so I figured this would be my angle. I text her and said, "Hey, your Dad told me your wishes that I bring your rackets to work with me tomorrow, and even though you didn't ask me, I am going to do that for you. But.....you need to bring his bicycle pump. No pump....no rackets....I am officially holding them hostage." Lol.
She sent back only one word. "Ok." Low and behold, she never showed up the next day, no text, no call. I just let it ride and kept the rackets in the trunk of my car. I thought, no way, You have a key to the house and I know you. You will come to the house while we are at work. (After raising 2 sons I learned to try and stay a step ahead). Finally, 3 days later, she text me and I was in a meeting at work. So it was 30 minutes before I could answer her. Her text read, "You still have my rackets?" I sent back, "Yes, I still have them." She sent back, "Well, too late now. I asked 30 minutes ago." I sent back, "I am at work and was in a meeting." No answer! Lol.
Ok, so now here we are a week later, I still have the rackets in the trunk of my car and haven't heard from her. Found out yesterday, from her Mom, that stepdaughter has been frantically looking for the bicycle pump and can't locate it. She's thinking she let a friend borrow it but can't remember.
We have her this weekend....going to get interesting!
