The realtor thinks planting the garden will evoke someone looking at the house to be able to imagine the garden belonging to them. I wasn't thinking about putting in a winter garden because I didn't want to spend any time on it, but after looking at my empty garden space I realized that I have to put in a winter garden. Where I live a winter garden is easy - as long as the goats don't get out and eat it all. I am going to put in broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, cabbage, and all those "winter" crops. Once they are planted I really don't have to do anything to them. I'll keep the weeds down to give it the glamorous look. After all, when the house goes on the market it will all be about "staging".
Girl is still being challenging both at school and home. After she was suspended for three days the school took away her I-pad. Now she is on the old-fashioned books, paper, and pencil routine. She is also no longer able to access Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, Kik, and Twitter. Because she is no longer occupied with the I-pad at home she is a bit more pleasant. Just a bit. She is doing her homework and reading again. She still isn't helping with anything around the house or yard but at least the school attitude is better.
Why do I write so much about the antics of Girl? Since my goal is to be self-sufficient as much as possible as well as to watch out for our safety when the SHTF as well as any time we leave our home, problems with family members have an impact on everything we do. Even if it was a SHTF situation, she is still not an adult. I can’t dump her on the street (although at times it crosses my mind). I can’t pretend that her parents will somehow come to their senses and want to take back their obligation to raise their child. She is still my responsibility. How can I balance my preps with her actions? She knows why we store things but she has an overwhelming need to do what she wants, no matter who it harms.
So what is it this time with her? I tell her that if she doesn’t keep her room clean then I will be happy to clean it. I’m not really happy but it gives me the opportunity to go through everything. Now I cleaned out her drawers just a few weeks ago. Even with the house rule of only eating in the kitchen or dining room, she had eaten in her room and stashed 4 yogurt containers, a box of cake mix, 2 cans of beef stew, a container of frosting, a couple bottles of Gatorade. She had a baggie filled with Ibuprofen, another with Tylenol, and another with aspirin. Topping off my find was a container with over 100 pills. There were about 15 different types of pills. She had gone into the medicine cabinet and taken some of everything she could find.
I took all the pills back and put them back into the proper bottles. (I was very tempted to get every type of laxative I could find and exchange her pills! Of course, she’d have gotten sick and I would have gone to jail!) I locked everything that was a prescription medication into the safe. The rest of the medications are still in the cabinet. I asked her why she had them. She said that she wanted her own supply for when she needed them. No, I have a bottle of the three main pills in the kitchen. They are always available but you still need to ask before you help yourself. Nobody needs a stash in the dresser drawer. What about the container with mixed pills? She said that she uses them to help her sleep. What? The doctor said if you can’t sleep then you should take a Benadryl. For some reason Benadryl helps people sleep and is non-addictive. I even offered that to her before. I had also given her other tips if she can’t sleep – mainly get up and clean something. You’ll be tired soon enough, and if you aren’t then at least something will have gotten cleaned.
Girl pulled her normal if I loved her then I’d let her have the pills. No. Because I love you you cannot have the pills. You cannot self-medicate. She wanted to know why not since there’s no law saying she can’t. I had to explain that it is against the law to use prescription medication in a way other than to who and what the doctor prescribed it. She just complained that she doesn’t want to live with me anymore and that she wants to live with her friends parents because they would let her use whatever pills she wants.
So with Girl constantly eating the preps and hiding what she eats, and now getting into the meds, I’m realizing that I have to keep things locked up from my own family, not just the roving masses. I have to figure out how, in our next home I am going to arrange things so she can’t get into our preps. While it’s normal to lock up dangerous items when you have little children around, it’s frustrating to have to do so for a fourteen year old. At times she’s mature enough that she can really be counted on, but more often than not, her behavior is that of a temper tantrum throwing two year old.