Sister #4 arrived from Udaho sometime Thursday, through luck and happenstance I actually didn’t see her until yesterday. It took us until this morning to have our first fight.

We fought because I was a little bit pissed to find out today, Sunday, that she was actually having a friend over tomorrow night, who would be spending the night. Also, she’s having friends spend the night Friday.

I, of course, didn’t hesitate to point out the utter rudeness of her actions. She, of course, started to cry and threatened to go stay with Mom and Dad. I told her she could go stay with Mom and Dad if she wanted. Then she insisted that she didn’t want to, but I was making her.

Apparently pointing out someone’s thoughtlessness makes them do things.

Good times.

I still stand by my assertion that it is rude. Despite what she thinks, this is not her house and I don’t think she should treat it as if it were. It stopped being her house the moment she decided to give it up and move to Udaho. She would never, ever invite someone else to stay the night at Sister #2 or #3’s house without making sure it’s okay. It should be no different here.

Blech. Six more days.