A few days ago I wrote about his errant son who causes me so much angst. I've been trying really hard to think kind thoughts, be pleasant to him, telling myself to take it all in my stride etc etc because I know that stressing about it doesn't do me any good.Last night was one of those last straw things. We came home after being out for tea and the girlfriend's car is parked slap bang in the middle of the driveway. Ok, so there's lots of room and I drove around it but when I got inside I totally lost it. These young people behave as though they are the only ones on the planet and dont seem to have any respect for others. I was also angry because this boy had spent the day trail bike riding with his friends instead of looking for work or helping his dad.I felt a lot better after getting it off mt chest and my darlin said he had no idea the situation had been upsetting me so much and has promised to deal with it. This morning, no surprises, I physically feel as though I've been through the wringer. I could blame it on the rebif, or on the strawberry liquor  I was guzzling (medicinal purposes you understand) but I expect the crying jag  is more to blame.Ah well, today is another day, even though I feel flat as a tack.Onwards and upwards.