Just that, really?
Back to school tomorrow, told her all half term that she had to do her room. She chose instead to ignore it until the last minute, despite regular reminders. She said she's not a baby and she can manage her own time. I said fine, that'll be the case then until Sunday, when you'll absolutely have to do it if you haven't already. Lots of eye rolling, huffing, but that was the deal.
Sunday. She's not done a damn thing. I told her to do it. She reeled in disbelief because she HAD. MADE. PLANS and I don't understand her or her life etc etc. Her friends are coming to knock for her and they're going out. I said no, that's not happening and that she would be staying in to tidy her room.
Fucking MELTDOWN! Screaming about how I don't understand her, she needs to be with people who do, it's her room, she can organise her stuff however the hell she wants, she's not cleaning to my standards, when SHE says it's clean, it is CLEAN, and that's when she's going out.
She half heartedly pushed crap into drawers, rubbish into corners and then said she was done. I said she wasn't. She sent me a message then telling me I was horrible and that I was keeping her prisoner and she hates this house etc.
Aibu to still tell her she can finish her room and I'm not having this attitude just because she's been asked to do something and can't actually manage her own time at all