Yesterday was pretty difficult. This whole week has been difficult and torturous. We had to move our business to a new location so it was never ending tension all day. No one showed up to help so it was just us and our son. He and I moved all the heavy furniture and had a little time to talk about everything going on, which was good. When the day was done we went and had a great dinner together. We all talked about some rent houses we might get and had a good time. Then on the way home they start talking about a party he was having at our house last night without ever telling me. They both know that I am not ok having kids and drinking at my house. I guess I no longer need to know anything going on? I was so mad I kept my cool and just went to bed. At least someone looked at our house yesterday and came back a second time with a contracter. Maybe our house will sell soon. I want to move out but I feel like that Will be the nail in the coffin. I hate not knowing what to do.