Ah. Peace and quiet. SO and SD are out on their father-daughter day and I'm left in the blissful peace and quiet without any tension or stress oozing forth from that little troll of a child.

So why I am laughing? Well, because I know SD is going to have a pretty miserable time out with SO. For starters, it's hot as anything today and she's a whiner. She's going to whine the entire time that she's hot and uncomfortable. Now, if SD hadn't been acting like an ass towards me this entire visit, I would have suggested that SO take my car, the one that has AC, so they would both be more comfortable. But, since she's chosen to be an ass, he's taking his car. No AC and leather seats. Hahahaha. Unfortunately, it also means SO will be uncomfortable, too, but, at least he'll have a good response when she whines for the umpteenth time: "yea, SD, I know it's hot, I'm suffering, too."

She's also going to be whiney because SO is not spending any money on her with this trip out and about. He found something free to do and he made SD pack a cooler full of snacks and water. SD equates love and happiness to stuff that has been purchased, and SO isn't giving her any stuff. He's giving her an experience. And oh, boy what an experience it will be! He's going to be having a nice talk with her that will basically equate to "Cut the sh*t, kid, and cut it NOW".

Just to fill everyone in, last night, SD stayed up till at least 2:00AM. She was sneaking around the apartment, up to something. What she was up to, I don't know, but, she got caught in the act around 12:30 when I left my bedroom and found her in the kitchen. Now, one might think "oh, she was just getting a drink or a snack." Not quite. In our apartment, we have a door that connects the front and back of the apartment which I keep open unless it is a really hot day and we are trying to keep the front of the house cool. I never shut it at night because of the dog and cat. They like to come in and out of my bedroom at will and neither one of them seems able to figure out how to open the door even when it isn't latched. So, rather than shut it, I am in the habit of leaving it open when I go to bed so that I'm not being woken up by meowing or a dog scratching at the door. When I went to bed, I also turned off all of the electronic devices and lights in the front of the apartment (save for the laundry room light that SD left on); the tv, the ac unit, the standing fan, all of the other lights.

At around 12:30, the cable went out, and I told SO. He asked me to go check the TV in the living room while he searched online for any information about an outage in the area, so, I did. I immediately knew something was amiss when I saw that the door that connects the front and back of the apartment was closed. Like, secure closed. Not just closed over. So, I pushed it open and found out, gee, the AC unit was on, too. I turn that off every night before I go to bed because, honestly, there's no reason to cool the entire apartment when we have window units in our bedrooms. That just wastes electricity. Suddenly, I hear a noise in the kitchen and see a soft light coming from the fridge. It was SD, sneaking around. I wanted so badly to scream at her to "get the f*ck out of the kitchen and go to bed!", but, I didn't. Instead, I just went to check the TV and went outside, making plenty of noise. She obviously wasn't sleeping so I'm not being rude if I slam a door or two behind me on my way out to the porch for a cigarette :). The only positive of her being up that late was that she did turn the laundry room light off, but, I know she didn't go right to bed because that little snot didn't get up until noon today, and, things in the living room and on the dining room table had been moved around since I was last in the room when I woke up this morning. I went to bed at two and slept until ten. So she was obviously up later than I was because she only sleeps about 8 hours a night. Probably hoping that she would sleep as long as SO sleeps so she could avoid me.

I think she was doing something else other than getting a drink or a snack because she went to great lengths to ensure that I wouldn't hear her in the front of the apartment. Which is stupid because sound does not travel through our apartment at all. She would know that if she ever listened to a damn thing SO or I said, but, hey. Set yourself up to be caught, there, SD. Haha. There really was no need for her to shut the door or turn the AC on because I didn't even hear her leave her bedroom and it is RIGHT NEXT TO MINE. SO and I think she was probably either going to play on her laptop, watch TV, or try to play my Xbox. But, he's not going to push for an explanation because neither of us will believe her anyway and it will be some really lame excuse anyway.

I had notified SO earlier in the evening that I knew she was still up when it was almost midnight as her room light was still on. He said that he would talk to her about it today, but, I talked him out of it because I think it would make me look like an asshole to her. Because, honestly? How else would SO know she was up past her bedtime if I didn't tell him? But, when I caught her in the kitchen, I texted him and told him what was up. I then told him that I no longer cared about looking like an asshole to SD because she was making herself out to be a shady little brat and it was pissing me off. And, so, SO will be having the "Cut the sh*t, kid" talk with her today because he's sick of it.

He's tired of her flagrant disobedience when she's left here with me by herself. He's tired of the fact that she only marginally obeys him when he's here. He's tired of her disrespecting me, the dog, the cat, him, and her mother. He's tired of her willful attitude of "I'm so awesome I can do no wrong! yay, me! But, you suck and nothing you do is right! Boo, you!" I told him that the weekends alone with her have got to improve or stop because they are stressing me the hell out. He's apologetic for the misery that he has ever inflicted upon me, he's also apologetic for the misery his child is inflicting on me. His child is not apologetic and she sees nothing wrong with the way that she is behaving. I told him that that is a huge difference between them. I know that when he's here, there's someone here who cares about me and who would do something if anything were to happen to me. But with her? I don't think she would help me if I needed it, even pre-disengagement, I really doubt she would have helped. In fact, I think she's far more likely to lock me out of the apartment one of these days were any of her brain cells capable of rubbing together to spur that thought in her head. I told him that it is incredibly stressful to be home alone with someone who really doesn't care about you or your well being and is only concerned about themselves. I know this sounds whiney, but, let me briefly explain that I have a couple of known medical conditions plus there is something else wrong with me that I have been getting tests for. I have IBD and postural hypotension and, since May I've had chronic nausea when I eat or drink anything. Some days I'm OK, some days I am a lifeless lump on the couch. That is why it stresses me out when I know I'm stuck in a house with a child who only cares about herself. Because, if it came down to it and I had a medical situation arise, I'd have to get SO to come home from work to help me because I know she would do nothing.

I also told SO that this all pisses me off because it makes me empathic about GUBM's situation. I highly doubt SD is saving all the suck-ass behavior for us. I'm almost certain she is treating her mom poorly, too, and that is not fair. GUBM sucks, but, she doesn't deserve to be treated this way. NOBODY deserves to be treated this way. I can't stand it when other people do things that cause me to feel things for/about GUBM other than "haha, loser".

He has hope that SD will, one day, get it and will understand why she's in the wrong for being a troll. And that maybe, one day, she will start caring about people other than herself. I have no hope because she has shown no signs that she gets her own part in all of this.

Although, I will wrap this all up by saying good for SO this afternoon because, as they were leaving, he made her say goodbye to me. SO told her, verbatim "And, YOU, it is time to start showing you have manners, so you have to say goodbye to her." She said it in a very quiet, meek manner, but, she said it.

I hope she has a miserable time this afternoon. And I hope SO lays it on real thick about how disappointed he is with her choices to behave in such an assy way.