Well, my big boy is technically a man today. He turned 18, and got discharged. It's been a pleasant 7 hours so far. I'm having some rough times with his brother. I think some of his (both boys') troubles are my fault. In therapy lately, I was told that my younger son is emotionally abusive to me. Great. I finally got my paper for school done today, it was due Tues, but I got an extension. I just can't seem to focus well for some reason. Go figure. I'm emotionally exhausted. I was going to go to bed, but I figured I better return my ex-mother-in-law's call that she made me, like 3 days ago. Then I remembered I forgot to frost the dang cake. I made chocolate with that pecan/coconut frosting. I just ate 2 pieces. Big boy is on the phone talking to is step-dad. After you get divorced, their still the step dad, right. Is there any such thing as an ex-step dad? Anyway, his cake is waiting him on the counter, while he tells "dad" about the financial aid package I got him. I gotta cut him off and take my phone to lock up with me. Too tired.