Ant moved back home on Sept 1st. His story was that his roommates party all night and he needs sleep since he works, and he wants to save money to get his own place, etc.... He's doing good in that he has a full time job and he's keeping the downstairs room clean. Of course, when easy child gets home this summer he has to share since it's easy child's room. All in all, he's doing good.... but I'm not. Maybe it's PTSD from the old Ant but he drives me up the wall in his selfish, self-centeredness. The first week, I removed all my guest pillows off his bed and told him they were my guest pillow. When I went to get them ready for the company that is coming tonight...where were they?... on Ant's bed again. He scratched/ripped his cornea Wednesday night. When I got home yesterday, I asked him to take me to my Mom's because I need to borrow a car from her while mine is in the shop. He couldn't drive me because of the eye scratch. No problem....until an hour later he drives to a friends house to hang out for the night. Then there is the fact that he won't budget his money and runs out of gas money before his next payday... when we don't give him money, he empties the gas out of the gas cans that we have prepared for winter power outages. None of this is more than typical teen stuff....but it is getting to me bad. Found out last night that it's getting to husband too. With us on different shifts we don't get to talk, but I woke up when he got home last night and started to vent about Ant. husband is on his last thread too. I hate to be mean to Ant and kick him out, but dog-gonnit that boy needs to have some respect for his free room and board. I'm starting to wonder if his roommates didn't kick him out. Thanks for letting me vent.