Daughter gets her ass kicked out of my house
Daughter is a decent person, except when she's not. She treats my home like an AirBnb. Last December, she came home for 4 days, slept in her bed, ate food, and then disappeared one morning, leaving behind a box of half eaten food and a bag of garbage for me to throw out.
I texted her and told her she couldn't stay here again. She apologized, gave me a sob story about struggling with organization, yadda yadda yadda. I forgave her.
She shows up last Sunday, pretty much the same treatment. Comes home, says "hello" and retreats into her room. I make her lunch one day, take her out to dinner and an event. Don't recall hearing a "thank you."
We three (my son, her brother) all arranged to go to my cousin's 75th birthday. It's a big deal, because a lot of my family will be there, and now that I've lost most of mine, it was going to be a big deal, because I don't get to see them often and I desperately wanted to reconnect.
Daughter tells me this morning she is going to spend day with friend instead. #### you, I tell her, get the #### out of my house.