9-1-1 Oh, Hell!

I dialed 9-1-1 tonight, and it was not a physical medical emergency.  Tomorrow when my cleaning lady arrives, she'll probably be too shy to ask me about the phone call.  She and other people in this community, I have learned, have police radios that they listen to around the clock.

What happened?  My niece, who "returned" Saturday night, let me know her mind.  Ohhhhhhh!  Apparently, according to her, I separated her from her children eight years ago...broke up her family by sending her and her daughter away on vacation--and then not letting her return to my home...and not letting her son join them...and her son was unhappy...cried every time they talked, but I often wouldn't let her talk with him when she phoned the house.

I'm not good at arguments or defending something that occurred eight years ago or responding to loud talk in my world or getting off track when I am working on science project for tomorrow or desiring to figure out what teenager is going to do in terms of school work at home to alter failing grades or...

My sister just entered, and I had her read what is above this paragraph.  She thinks my 9-1-1 call was abusive.  I decided some time ago that I would dial 9-1-1 IF three people are involved in something and the situation "seems" uncomfortable--even though it is not physical.  I'd rather prevent anything happening by having the police come than to have something happen and there be a need to phone the police!  Please be prayerful!

I think I am going to bed and will get up in the morning to work on the science fair display boards.  We did more experiments tonight.  My new printer would not work wireless or with USB connection to computer.  I had to plug my notebook's printer into the iMAC.  Thank God it worked immediately.  What I am forced to do for tomorrow's project is use any photos from the internet in the size that they come off of the computer, generally.  (I could photocopy and reduce or enlarge after printing?)

I did ask my niece IF she wanted to leave tonight or in the morning.  She said she would leave in the morning.  I don't WANT her to be gone, away from her children.  And, I'll tell her so before I go to bed.  Yet, I know I don't have to and I am not willing to put up with any and everything at home.  Lord will need to guide my steps, my words.

Truly Baffled!