Well son came home, I told him why his trash was all over his floor, he exclaimed some bad words out loud, then said "I'm not mad at you, Mom" and proceeded to clean it up and take the bag of trash out. Then he made his bed, straightened the room up a little more, and left for his friend's house for the evening that's getting ready to go off to college back East. I'm glad he won't be here when h gets home. I didn't have to take myself out to dinner, but I am having a (rather large) glass of wine.