After trying for over a week to make an appointment with SS teacher, I finally got a call back. Now the meeting has to be on her planning period. Oh and it has to be on Friday when DH is off. So I have to take off of work to do this meeting (that I have been made to set up because DH "doesn't know how to do this school stuff.") I also got 2 phone calls from said teacher. SS grounded...or so I thought. I had to wash his hair because he's 9 and doesn't know how to...Fuck that! I'm done with it now. DH gets home and I tell him about it and he goes in and acts like nothing happened. They are casually sitting around the dinner table talking while eating the food I cooked for them ( oh it happens to be leftovers that taste funny and he doesn't like lasagna either). DONE FOR THE DAY! DH is home.