Grrrr... so difficult child has been 'out' since Tuesday morning. Tuesday he went to a friend's and stayed the night with our permission and Wednesday he went to a concert and stayed with that friend with our permission. He was supposed to come home on Thursday but refused to come home until today (Saturday) some time. Has barely kept in contact with me and is just being a PITA. I don't know the people he is with, he won't give me a parents phone number and I don't know where he is. So my thinking is that he should find his own way home (there are no buses past our place on weekends). Nope, my mom decides that she'll pick him up at 9am this morning because he was supposed to do yard work for her today. She said that if he wouldn't be picked up at 9am that he could find his own way home. difficult child calls her and says 'he has some stuff to take care of and can she pick him up at 12:30 instead?' So she agrees. Ugh! Now he just got a job which is great news but he's been treating me very disrespectfully so I'm not in much of a mood to do much for him. He has orientation on Monday morning at 11am. He needs his banking information for direct deposit which means he has to get to the bank. I am going to the trailer for a couple of days so he needs to take the bus on Monday and go to the bank and then get to work for 11am. Nope. Grandma is going to drive him to the bank and then drive him to work. Real hard life, huh? So, what is difficult child learning thanks to my mother? That he can treat me like ****, call me names, come and go as he pleases and my mother will do whatever he wants. Ugh! I'm so fuming mad right now. I'd like to tell my mother that if she wants to kiss his butt so bad maybe he can live with her and she can deal with his nonsense.