My good news this morning is that the teenagers got home, right at curfew, both sober and unimpaired. That mattered to me more than any stupid crap the abf could have thought of...a 38 year old can deal with his sh*t, two teenagers, well, we all know how they are. Imagine--two 17 year olds behaving more maturely than a 38 year old!
The abf called to nag me about money but every time he called and I kept saying no he backed off more and more so that by the end of the evening he was saying "tomorrow I have to figure out a way to get money" YEAH, because he sure isn't going to find it here, he can take HIS junk to the pawn shop and leave my finances alone!!!!
Imagine, that's what a good morning looks like at this point--every one is alive, no one is in jail or a hospital!
Keep up the good cheer every one! WE WILL SURVIVE!