difficult child has been breaking into my office for wks now, and finally, the faceplate fell off, along with-the screws. In addition, hormones have hit and his Adderall has been wearing off by about 3 p.m., and he is a monster every day when I pick him up from school. Today he was particularly obnoxious and I had to pull over twice. It was my date night with-husband, and I told difficult child I was leaving. In fact, I had unplugged my keyboard and taken my mouse and put it in the trunk of my car so he couldn't use my computer. husband pulled up and asked if I had brought a coupon. Long story short, he went back in the house and heard running feet upstairs, found difficult child in the bathroom next to my office, saw my ofc door open and a game on my computer screen, and a screwdriver on the seat of my chair. Perry Mason, move over! We drove away, and husband called difficult child from the car speaker phone, another stroke of brilliance (no confrontation). husband told him what he'd seen, and said, "Don't go back in there. We'll have a talk when I get home." difficult child said, "Okay." They talked. difficult child told husband he couldn't control himself. husband said it was planned and deliberate and had been done too many times, in addition to which, he had threatened me in the car. (He refused to give me back my new cell phone, which he had in his pocket all day yesterday at school while I was looking all over for it), and I grabbed it out of his hand. He threatened me with-his fist, then went on a tirade about how you shouldn't yank things away or push people because you might get your nose broken. Then he went off on a tangent about what might happen if I did the same thing to a person on the street. How would they react? husband asked difficult child to come up with-a punishment. Of course, he couldn't, so husband said, "No sushi dinner tomorrow night." (Just the 3 of us, with-gifts.) I bet difficult child thinks it's an idle threat. Even if we don't go, he still gets lunch with-6 friends at Texas Steakhouse and Saloon Sat., and football back at the house. Meanwhile, every time I type, my screen goes buggy ... I don't think I plugged in everything correctly. I hate living in my own house when it's not my own house!