Haven't been on here in a few weeks. Our family, son included, took a trip to meet my husband's biological mother. It went well it was a short trip except my son got drunk and skipped one of the 2 days of vacation to stay in bed. That was embarrassing but no one seemed to take note, he didn't get drunk in front of them, so at least there's that. He put out a few 'feelers' on moving back home and going back to college but never followed thru. We were relieved because the answer would have been 'no'. One of his good 'friends' died on Saturday from suspected overdose and he came by to tell us. He said he was going to call into work that night (delivering pizzas) but I located him at work and he texted me 'I don't know what to do mom.' Of course we all rallied - husband, daughter, boyfriend - sending texts and calling but he never answered. Showed up yesterday to shower and all is fine. But then this morning around 3 am my husband gets a call from a police officer saying he gave son the wrong court date. Finally got son to answer phone and he's all nonchalant saying he got in a wreck, got a ticket for reckless driving. He said he gave the police his dad's number because he didn't know his. ? He sounded drunk or something I don't know how he didn't get a dwi. Anyway, he said the car was not drivable but that he had driven it(?). Another mess to clean up, his dad is cosigned on the car but son has been making payments while living outside our home. He is on our insurance though, so it is our mess to clean up. Unfortunately not our first rodeo. And yes, we should know better. How am I feeling? Remarkably ok. I was jamming to Justin Timberlake on the way to work. I'm glad he doesn't have a car. I'm glad he will lose his job. I am embracing this failure. This is new for me - usually I'm all wringing hands and nothing else - and is almost happening involuntarily. Part of detachment or maybe I'm just deluded? Time will tell!