Okay, I know I should be just leaving.  But Mr. ADHD is now trying.  And he's trying so hard, he really is.    But he can't do anything right.  I feel like a jerk telling him all the time, but his efforts are just not good enough.  I am literally in the midst of a panic attack about it right now.  

It's EVERYTHING.  Like, I asked him to run to the store to get baking soda.   We were out because he keeps dumping it on the carpet to kill moths but it should be a baking soda/vinegar combination and we have already discussed that it didn't work, and that is frustrating enough on its own, but I didn't bring that up.  He saw I was looking for it and ran to the store.   Awesome.  Except instead of buying the store brand he bought the expensive refrigerator kind that isn't meant to leave the box and now I have to take the extra step to put it in a bag and label it, and I know it's small, but it's just to illustrate that even the smallest "help" requires so much extra work. 

Today, I'm prepared for the parent-teacher conference he set up and reminded me about (great!), but it's actually two weeks from now.  I planned my work and gym schedule around this. 

Last night we were supposed to meet my mother at 5:30 for dinner at a chain restaurant halfway between our houses to celebrate my son's birthday.   Husband works in the same town as where my mother lives, so he was going to meet us there after work.  We don't often meet at this restaurant, but we always meet her in this shopping district.   We also needed to go to Lowe's, which is not close to our house, but there is one located near this chain restaurant.   Then my mom was going to take our son to the Barnes & Noble to pick out his birthday gift. While chain restaurant and Lowe's are close to each other in every shopping center around the city, there is only one shopping area with a Lowe's, this restaurant, and Barnes and Noble.   This was the plan.   I reminded him multiple times, and I called him at 5:22, and he was at Lowe's.  I was mildly annoyed that he was still there because my mom is always early and makes comments to me if we are late (and we are always late).  They were not supposed to seat us until the entire party was there, but I charmed them at the desk and they let it slide.   Good thing I did.  Because at 5:33, Husband called to say that he went to the wrong location.   Why?  He said he went to the one by the Lowe's.   He was an hour away!  Why would you not go to the restaurant that you literally drive by on the way home?   Why would my traffic-adverse mother drive through the worst traffic district to get to where he was instead of going to the place right off the highway where we literally meet all the time?  

Tomorrow we have to meet with someone about this legal thing.  We already met with said person, but Husband filled out the paperwork with all the wrong dates and we look like total idiots and have to redo it.  This meeting was supposed to be last week, but I expressed feelings about being expected to clean the house on my own for this last-minute meeting, so he rescheduled it for this week (but didn't tell me until after I had cleaned the house in a panic), and he rescheduled it at the exact same time I have an appointment for the kid that I can't cancel.  

And he is still not talking about our relationship. He is supposed to be living with his mother, but he's moved back in, and is still living out of his suitcase. I told him that he was not bringing his stuff back until he had an actual discussion about it.  Well, his mother is moving to a home in two weeks and he's going to have to move his stuff somewhere. I don't know where he thinks he's going to move it, but he's not going to move it here and a last-minute discussion while the moving truck is outside is not going to cut it.  Oh my God.  I just realized.  He told me he was taking the kids to his mom's house on Friday.  I'll bet he thinks that is enough of a discussion to move his stuff back.   It's not.     He has stopped going to therapy, because "he can do everything he was learning on his own."   But he's not doing that.   The stress of doing all of this is just too much.