First day in the Tower and I come home to a meltdown and a tough decision

Well as I mentioned  yesterday, my office was moved from it's basement location to the top floor. There is a joke among my friends due to my job that I am a dragon and that they had kept me in my basement office because of it. Well the dragon had a perch in the tower now and it's going to take some getting used to. There is much more light up there and a helluva lot more traffic flowing by my door. It will be an adjustment period but I'll adapt like any good dragon.

I came home early today. I was home by 6pm. That was early for this week. My mom had picked up Spawn from her after school program for me since I wasn't sure what time I would be home. So I called her to let her know I was going to be earlier than expected. I could tell something was wrong when she answered the phone...I delivered my news and got a flat "Fine, I'll bring her home now." When I inquired as to what the problem was I was only told that it wasn't Spawn.

About 15 minutes after I got home, Spawn came through the door, upset. I asked what was wrong and where was Grandma as I watched her car race out of the driveway. Spawn told me that Grandma and her Aunt (my sister) had a fight and that Grandma was upset. So on the phone again I was, trying to find out what on earth was going on. (I should mention that my sister is Bi-Polar and is now at 21 deciding that she doesn't need or want medication. I should also mention that my mother is also Bi-Polar and I think that she's taking her meds.) My mom tells me that Spawn payed her aunt a compliment and that set her off. And when she kept going my mom went off. Fun for all. We've (my roomies and I) have been trying to get my mom to understand that it's not helpful for this type of thing to be happening EVERY time that the two of them are around each other. Poor Spawn has enough going on without this too as one of my good friends pointed out this evening.

So I now have to make the tough decision to not let Spawn be around them until this situation is handled. She can't handle it anymore and I, frankly, can't take it anymore either. I can hope that things will get better, but I have a feeling that this is just the start of the downward spiral.