Last week I posted about how GFG17 was doing SO WELL. A completely different kid, TH-F-S-S. Today is Monday, honeymoon is OVER. Thought it was going well, he was up about 8:45, medications, breakfast. Said he had to go to FFM's office and was back in an hour or so. Then he came into my office and said: We have to talk. Around there, them's fightin' words! He needed a windshield wiper blade. Now. RIGHT NOW. Why did he ask me? Well, he needs permission to go anywhere, but he certainly could have stopped in-between places when he was running hither-and-yon all weekend. Suddenly he now has to work tomorrow morning and NEEDS that wiper blade THIS MINUTE. So he asked because of that, but also because he needs money. Normally, I'd give him $5 or whatever to go do this. However, we've (he's) had serious issues with money and we decided, some weeks ago, that we'd manage it for him. He is supposed to give me his checks, he gets 10% to spend/blow, and a gas allowance. 10% goes into long-term savings, and the rest is for stuff like this, short-term savings, car payments, insurance, phone, etc. His whole attitude, natch, set badly with me. He was rude, demanding, telling me what a crappy mom I am, how I don't ever do anything anyway, how I could make a phone call to the bank so he can make a withdrawal, etc. On and on and on. You all know, right? Twenty minutes of this, at least. He was on a roll. FINALLY, thank God, he went to his room. See, he only has $35 in the bank. The $78 check he was SUPPOSED to give me, kept being "not there" last week when he went to get it. Turns out he got it, blew it, it's gone. So, technically, he's about $10 short in his 10% savings. But I'll be darned if I'm going to give in to rude, demanding, entitled behavior, ESP. when I'm being insulted left, right, and center! So, guess he got what he wanted (the overnight on Saturday), and by now is back to his usual self. Or maybe he could control himself for a few days and is just having a setback. Either way - CRUD!