5 days. He only honeymooned for 2 days this time. I started to become suspicious that he was storing drugs here, and I told him this morning that we had to talk about expectations. But, the more I thought about it the more angry I got. I guess I knew he was using me, but I felt like I had to give him a chance. I don't know why I felt that way. I can't figure it out. Anyway, yesterday he went to the doctor and complained of a cough (true) and shortness of breath (not so true). The doctor gave him some medications including an inhaler. I noticed yesterday afternoon that all of his medications were in one place, but the inhaler was gone. So, I asked his younger brother if you could huff an inhaler and get high. He said he didn't know, but you do something with it and you can use it as a bong. When I got home, difficult child 2 wasn't here and I went through his stuff. Took me 2 minutes to find the pot and rolling papers. I called him and told he was out. He asked why and I told him he has drugs in my house. I mean, the rules couldn't have been any more simple. He said - this kills me - "That's not drugs; it's stems and seeds." *blink* It's still marijuana and it was still in my house - hidden inside a sock in a bookbag. He said he isn't anywhere near here and I told him, not my problem. He said to put his stuff outside. Ok. But, a storm is coming. Not my problem.