It's time for the back to school clothes shopping, always an ordeal. I took a week's vacation off work to deal with it. So the week is gone and difficult child has a total of one pair of shoes bought. That's it. He wouldn't start going shopping until Thursday because he is a procrastinator. Now he says without new outfits he won't go to school and of course somehow that is my fault and I'm the bad person. He won't leave the house until the evening because he insists on sleeping in and taking a long time to get ready including an hour or more shower. Last night we got to one store and it was closed already. Now I'm the bad person because I should have known we would get there too late (no, I don't keep record of when all the stores in the area close - this one is freestanding and doesn't follow mall hours). I give him a budget and he selects the clothes since he is 15. He chose $145 shoes and when I discussed the high cost with him he assured me he would supplement the budget with his own funds. Turns out the shirts he wants now are in the $50 to $60 range so he doesn't want to use up all his own funds. So now I'm the bad person because I don't give him enough money for clothing. Last night driving home he was blasting the A/C in the car so high that my hands were turning numb. (I'd brought a sweatshirt to wear knowing how fussy he is about temperatures, but didn't think to bring gloves in August). So I insisted it be turned off and he then threw a fit, pulling his leg back and repeatedly kicking the dashboard hard where the air bag is (possibly damaging it, I don't know) while I was driving. I yelled stop and reached my right hand over to restrain him and now he says I struck him and he is going to report me to DCF for child abuse. So now I'm the bad person. Grrrrr! I don't know if I can handle taking him this weekend for more clothes shopping, and I told him if he wants to go to a foster home go ahead and call DCF. I am so sick of dealing with him at this point and of him trying to make me out to be the bad guy.