Well, Ryan is off to his Mum's for a few days. She'll either shower him with gifts because she knows money makes his world go round, so he'll come back to our poor lifestyle with an attitude problem, and we'll end up kicking him out. Or, she'll be mean to him and brainwash him, so psychologically he'll take a huge step back, and we'll be back to square one. We can't win either way. Fun times. She's collecting him at 12 noon tomorrow.
The house was a tip when I got home tonight, as per the norm, and now I've got the hump. Honestly, why can't they pick up after themselves? It's not fucking rocket science.