SD hasn't been to visit for a few weeks after the "towel bar incident". I won't get into it but it's in my last blog.
DH and I were sure she'd be coming this weekend as she likes candy and presents (who doesn't?).

To give a short summary.....
We moved into our house 14 months ago. The downstairs wasn't completed and friends of DH, my parents and I put in 3 bedrooms for the older kids and a playroom. BD(1) has a bedroom upstairs with us. There is also a bathroom downstairs by their rooms and it turned out really nice. Their floors are click flooring (laminate) and turned out awesome (I picked out a light oak for all three bedrooms).

OK, on with the story. Whenever SD gets angry with me she will move her bad and wardrobe around. These are very heavy and put fine scratches in the floor. I have asked her multiple times to tell me when she wants things moved and I will help so she's not dragging them across the floor. The last weekend she was there she was in a terrible mood and moved her room around just before she left. I told DH that there were in fact more scratches on the new floor. DH said "you're going to have to nail them down or something, haha."

I did. I got a 2x4 out of the garage and screwed it into the studs, I then removed the matress and pushed the wooden frame of the bed up against the stud. I screwed it into place and then tried to move the bed, that bed is not going anywhere!

I sat back on friday evening when she arrived and waited for the sparks to fly, I didn't have to wait long. She went down and came back up in less than 5 minutes. She said "That is my room and I can do whatever I want to it, I am going to puke, I don't like it and I won't sleep in there until the bed is moved." She said to DH "Daddy what are you going to do about that?" he just looked at her and said "If you won't sleep in the bed you can sleep on the floor." She was so mad, she thought he'd tell me I had to undo it or something, LOL.

She bitched and complained about it all weekend so I'm sure BM will give us a talking to very shortly. As I said to DH she wasn't "going to puke" because her bed was screwed to the wall, it was because she's realized that her father and I are done with her bull shit and she can't get away with her foolish games anymore.

Other than that, I had a great weekend. Happy Easter everyone!

Oh, for those of you that read this and are asking yourself why DH didn't do anything about the bed, he can't get downstairs yet. We are looking for a stair lift for him. He is in a wheelchair so that is why I have to deal with all the "downstairs bullshit", for now, lol.