School and facism

Not really, but it feels like it. After an exceptionally long and tiring day at work, you just want to come home and flop on the couch. Not talk tactics with a teenager. She casually mentioned last week about having received lines because she was late for school. No mention since. Until last night when she mentioned she needed us to write her a note else she was going to get detention. I stopped peeling the potatoes and asked her what was detention about.

"Oh because I got lines last week and I won't be doing them"
"Why won't you be doing them?"
"Because its soooo stupid and I shouldn't have to do them. Its repressing my rights etc"
"Your rights? They gave you lines, you have to do them or you'll get detention"
"I'm not doing them. You can just write me a note saying I'm not doing them because its
a stupid punishment or something"
"I'm not writing a note"
"I'm not writing those lines so you can just forget it"
This went back and forth for a while, whilst Mammy2 disappeared behind the book she was reading. Eventually I decided to threaten. She had a concert coming up and she wanted to hang at the weekend.
"That's it, I'm having a senance and telling Mam on you" I was at this stage of course petrefied of her and her seance. I could smell victory so I stood my ground. The fact that I had a knife made me somewhat more confident. She threw in her therapist.
"I'll get C to go to the school and she'll tell them and tell you..." A raised eyebrow was my response. After what felt like Round 5 , she backed down.

Or rather we compromised.

She said she'd do the lines 5 times but that was it. We'll see how she gets on today. I told her I don't want a phone call from the school. She rolled her eyes and muttered something facism.

Once the storm had cleared, Mammy2 legged it to the gym. I guess she was trying to appear supportive by hiding in the armchair. The kid started work on her maths. She appears to be understanding it. I was supposed to be working but was too wrecked. I opened up the code and sat starring at it for a while. I played around online and then got tired and went to bed at 10.

Tonight is, yip, you've guessed it Maths. Although seeing as I sat gazing at the screen yesterday, it will be some work as well. I have a website I have to develop. I have the screenshots and all, I've just been putting it off. Because it involves CSS and this is headache inducing. The kid mentioned she was thinking of going over to the sister in Holland after the christmas for a few days. I had to hold Mammy2 back from booking a one way ticket. Don't get me wrong, we love her to bits, but the thought of a few days without her around, whilst safe in the knowledge she's happy and enjoying herself, would be so good right now.