Okay...not to be the b*tch but I really don't like this time of year. The reason is football. Harry (SS10) plays. It's not the fact that he plays football (I love the game) and its not that we have to pay for anything (we don't, BM covers the costs on extra curricular activities)...its the drive. We live 2 1/2 hours away and on our weekends with the boys we have to drive to the mid-point on Friday evening to pick them up and then on Saturday morning we have to drive the whole way to get him there by gametime and then we have to drive back.

I think I have figured out why Severus pushes my buttons. It stems from worry about the future. I worry that he will be labeled as disabled and that he will live with BM forever (meaning DH will have to pay to support him forever). I worry that he will become a drain on society. I worry he will become an embarrassment to the family. I worry he will always use excuses as to why he doesn't succeed in life. I worry that as an adult people will look at him and think "What a loser!" I worry that he will do something really stupid and either hurt himself or someone else.

DH and I have more fights when Severus is with us than any other time. In fact, every fight we have is about him. Last night, DH got mad I was going to have Severus wash dinner dishes by hand (I didn't go to the store for soap). He thinks its too hard and I am just trying to punish him all the time. I said I washed dishes by hand my entire childhood and it didn't kill me and this isn't punishment. Its fact, we don't have dishwasher soap.

I am feeling greatly irritated this morning and I can't seem to get over it so I am coming to you all, my wailing wall. Severus is driving me NUTS!!!!! By time he leaves to go back to BM's, I will be taking his meds just to deal with him.