Work Wife Is Not Right, She's More Of A Daddy Girl From Where I Stand

I woke up to my husband talking on the phone. He was in the living room right outside our door. He was speaking and pacing, with his girl at work. Lately she's been a pain. According to him she got in trouble with credit cards and she wants help. So far he's been treating her with tough love.

I don't want her to be evicted, but consequences follow behavior. I'm speaking like a parent, she is treating him like a parent. I can't take her crying. Bailing her out is a fifteenth thousand problem. Money we don't have. We've talked about this many times, the only way to help her is to give her room and board.

I've talked with her, I've told her my house my rules. And that includes a curfew and she surrenders her credit cards to me, and sets up a payment plan. I don't want to be her mother, but if he is her father that makes me her mother. He will follow my lead, these midnight calls need to end.

I got married with the understanding that I would wait five years before starting a family, yet here I am mothering a twenty two year old girl. He's a lot stronger than me, but either he has to walk away from her or bring her here where we can supervise her.