Yesterday I was at a regional church meeting all day. They aren't my favorite thing to do. This one wasn't too far away-- just over an hour. I went with a colleague, which made for a pleasant drive. Administrative Assistant complained. She had people in and out of the office all day. She said she now knows what my Mondays are like.
Daughter was talking about how much she enjoyed her house yesterday. Today she called and told me she needed to talk to her Case Manager ASAP. She is ready to move out. She wants her own apartment. I reminded her that yesterday she like her house. I also informed her that we wouldn't be talking about anymore freedom for her until she had gone a full year without eating extra food or taking extra insulin. She was not happy.
This evening she informed me she thought she might just want to stay home tomorrow instead of working at the church. I reminded her she'd said she didn't want to stay in the house. I also told her she could do whatever she wanted, but she had to let me know what she was doing this evening. She asked if the work would be waiting for her next week. I assured her it would. She called about an hour later to announce she's going to be at the church tomorrow.
It should be interesting. I've gotten very good at not getting sucked into her drama. I think she finds that very frustrating.