Sister came round to spend the weekend with me. We met up and had some food, then she came back to my house. I live in a really nice flat share with a big room, TV etc. I was using my phone on loudspeaker at very low volume to register a new SIM card - she became angry that it was on loudspeaker and hid the piece of paper that I was using in revenge 🙄 I retailiated and hid something of hers, she left the house, all ridiculous.
Round 2: she came back, we made up, I cooked her dinner and she had a shower. Essentially made her feel at home. She’s relaxing in the nice bed, all very relaxed when I ask her for a chocolate. “No, they’re mine...” we have another argument...
Fast forward to this morning, she’s working on her laptop. I gently touch the outside and ask what it’s made of. “Don’t touch my laptop please!” Ad infinitum
While I accept that I also could have handled things better, Aibu to think her pettiness is ridiculous? On way hand she’s happy to accept my hospitality and take take take, but she never gives back. What’s mine is hers and what’s hers is hers too it would seem. Funnily this seems to apply to all arenas of my life. She insists on meeting my friends but I have always been kept at bay from hers