Thunderfoot and I have kind of been getting along since I laid into her ass on Saturday. She was talking shit about me to Softheart and Softheart told me about it. The usually...she's an evil SM who yells about me all the time crap. I have never yelled at her because I rarely talk to her. Saturday evening I had been into a little wine and she said something off color and it flew all over me. SOOOOO...I said to her, "Look Thunderfoot...I am really stressed out lately. Your dad and I are trying really hard to get things wrapped up and money saved for the move. You aren't helping with the stress level by never doing anything that you are asked to do. I should not have to remind you to clean up after yourself and I shouldn't have to ask you 100 times to do something. You are 16 and it is time that you grow up a little. DH is not always going to be there to hold your hand. You will be 18 soon and you know what that means because we have discussed it before." She seemed to understand what I was saying and even apologized. Shocker!!! So the tension has been lifted a little bit.
Yesterday afternoon DH and I were outside with the dogs and she came out talking to us. She was talking about school and homework. I knew that she was up to something because that's the only time she talks to us. I am patiently waiting to see what it is this time. DH is pretty much ignoring her. I was trying to feign interest but it was getting difficult. Then she says, "We should get a cat Dad. You have a dog and Evil has a dog. I want a cat." DH says, "Not happening. You know that my dog will kill a cat." Meanwhile I was thinking..not happening because I am not going to be the one taking care of it and I don't particularly care for cats anyway. (No offense to cat lovers.) Thunderfoot says, "No he won't. He just sniffs the hamsters. He doesn't try to kill them. He would just have to get used to it." DH, "No. I have seen him try to kill cats before. He is not going to just get used to it." TF, "But DADDY! My BF has kittens and they are white and black and grey and I REALLY want one!" I said, "You have 2 hamsters that you don't take care of. How are you going to care for a cat?" Then DH told her NO CATS! End of discussion! He's getting better about the whole "putting his foot down" thing. Not great but better.