So SS came up and needed a trash bag.  I was at the sink filing up something.   Since I was feeling snippy and frankly this kid hasn't talked to me for a couple of days I told him he could wait till I was done since I was almost finished anyway.   It took less than a second for me to finish and then he could get his trash bag.   Oh yes, we've also started laundry of which I am sure dad will finish when he gets home since it is almost time for SS to be in bed taking his late afternoon nap.   But hey on the good, he's gone to the gym .

It was a interesting weekend.    Dad and I stirred things up and instead of lunch we went out for dinner Sunday.  Lo and behold his son calls, wondering where dad was.  Mind you this was after not seeing him most of the day even though his dad was home all day .  His son of course was hungry and wanted to know what was for dinner.  Dad replied there's plenty of food in the house , make something for yourself.  Then he hangs up and looks at me and tells me his son asks everyday what's for dinner, then he adds like he's going to eat it.  He also mentioned talking it over with his son's counse

Well this morning we're in a mood.  SS has been stomping around for about a hour.   He just stormed past me to go out to his car , slammed the door, of course.  My DH just made a comment last night about how my kids pull open their doors and slam doors.   Funny he wasn't here this morning to hear his son slam the front door hard enough to shake the whole house.   Then about a half hour later SS stomps up the stairs, bangs around the kitchen and goes back downstairs.    A whole week of school, backpack where it was placed on Friday evening.   Should be a interesting week. 

Well I've done a lot of thinking since the OMG.  Up until the incident that started this journey I had been disengaged.  I made what would get eaten and was easy on the budget.   I made sure there was SS food in the house but didn't go out of my way to get special food.   My bio-kids like Macaroni and Cheese for lunch at times so its usually in the house.  I let his dad buy anything else his son would eat and life was what is was.  I was also practicing what was known at the pause.