Yesterday was a much better evening. I pointed out some things Daughter hadn't done properly on her chores, she stormed upstairs, yelling about how I was calling her a failure, and was back down within 5 minutes to do the tasks properly. I complimented her on turning her attitude around, and she said, "And it didn't even take me very long!" She even acknowledged later that I had pointed out things she had not done the first time.
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So what's the difference? I'm not going to have surgery on my knee. The thought of me having surgery was terrifying for her. Maybe, just maybe, she'll be able to hold it together this weekend. That would be nice. The tic is gone this morning, for which I'm very grateful.
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