I let him take the car to a job interview. Not a job a want him to get, but at this point, it's better than nothing, and the interview keeps him occupied, and gets him out of the doldrums. He is interviewing as a pizza delivery guy. Yes, a driving job. The supervisor told him it was pretty much first come, first serve and that he was hiring 5 people. difficult child has stayed after school every day (despite going to the library twice instead of sitting with the teacher as I had requested, but did sit with his history teacher today, and it was confirmed via email). Three of his grades have moved up. One will probably never make it to a D, but it's worth trying. The rest are clearly approaching a D and even a C. The teachers are actively emailing me. difficult child brushed his teeth today for the first time in a month. He is wearing a t-shirt, over which is a dress shirt, over which is a maroon hoodie. Not the greatest fashion statement but we'll see how it goes. He needed his driving record for the interview, and pulled up the first search online. Too expensive, so he fell for a $1.00 scam where all you do is provide the seller with your email address and home address--IOW, pay to add to their mailing list--and all you get is a blank DMV form to fill out, which you can get for free in person. He was so anxious to have something to hold in his hand, and so excited about the interview, I went ahead and did it and told him to show up for the interview and tell the guy that he will get the actual form in person tomorrow. I used my "online" credit card, which I reserve only for online purchases, and it is breached once a month anyway by some scammer. He is SO impulsive. I pointed out the ".org" at the end of the website, and said it should say ".gov." I hope he learned something. He is so very, very bipolar lately. Up and down. I really want the psychiatrist to diagnosis difficult child with-bipolar so that difficult child can understand what is going on, on top of everything else. One day at a time. His former girlfriend's mom and I cancelled today's meeting. We decided we would have more to talk about after the ultrasound and a talk with a bona fide OBGYN. So we will meet on the 17th or after. One day at a time. One day at a time. My fave quote, by Ashleigh Brilliant: "I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once."