*** Update from previous post ***

I texted SS18 yesterday at 11:30 am.  Told him to bring the rings between 6:00 - 8:00 pm.  SS said "OK".

At 8:00 pm I asked DH if he heard from SS.  No, so DH started texting him and asking where he was.  SS said he will leave now.  DH asked what happened, why wasn't he here already.  SS made excuses and excuses.  He said He was at school.  (Adult school to try to get his Diploma since he didn't graduate).  Then he said he got called in to work.  (He just lost a job 2 weeks ago as a bus boy.  Third job as a bus boy that didn't last more than a month.  Obviously lying.  He probably doesn't have a new job.  He didn't think we knew that he got fired.  And all SS says is, they just tell me they don't need me anymore.  Never says why he was fired.)  Then SS says he's leaving to go to Lake Havasu in 2 hours and he can drop it off on the way.  I said no because I wanted to talk to him and I wasn't going to stay up until 11:00 pm to talk to him.  SS lives 40-45 minutes away.  DH texted him that he was being irresponsible and that he's is blowing us off.  All SS had to do was send a quick text when work called him to say he couldn't make it.  And the fact that DH had to reach out to him pissed him off.

So 9:00 pm comes and SS barely opens the front door to try to hand over the rings.  DH goes to the door and says to come in. SS says he can't he has to go back home to go to Lake Havasu.  I was like, this inconvenience was brought on by you.  I asked SS what happened, how did he get the rings.

Backing up a bit.  The first text to DH last Thursday, SS said he saw the rings on the shelf, which is up against the wall at the head of the bed.  A fan is in front of the shelf.  The next day when I texted him, he said he saw the rings on the guitar amp which is next to the foot of the bed.  The guitar is propped up on a stand in front of the amp.  DS has a Queen bed, so plenty of room for a teenage boy to roll over and spread out without knocking anything over.  On the amp, there's DS's retainer case, guitar pick, and ear buds.  In another text SS says the rings could have fallen into his bag in the middle of the night while he was sleeping.  Basically, there's no way SS could have knocked it over in his sleep either on the shelf or amp.

So last night, I asked SS how two huge rings could fall into his bag and nothing else on the amp - and how both of them together, fell into his bag. The two most sentimental things in his room.  These rings are huge Championship rings with lots of metal, bold, sparkly and heavy.  They are hard to miss.  Especially two of them.  SS said everything fell off the amp, and he picked everything up and put it back.  He said he must have missed the rings.  I called bullshit.  

SS just stood there, with a dumb look on his face and denied everything.  He kept trying to leave.  He just said "That's what happened, I'm telling the truth"  blah blah blah.  He was raising his voice and arguing back.  

DH kept getting on him about being irresponsible and how he has to get his shit together.  How he needs to communicate and be honest.

I'm so over this kid!

Both rings are in the display case on the shelf.

I so want to text BM and tell her what a piece of shit son she has.  But I won't.  He's 18 now and I don't have to deal with her shit anymore either.