Last night was tough as Wolfie was way grumped out and tried to start a fight about the state of the house. I didn't bite. I validated that there is a problem and tried to come up with solutions. He just kept on bitching about everybody and cussing so I just kept coming up with more solutions and told him that he should go visit other families' homes that have a bunch of teenagers and see how bad our place ISN'T.
He eventually calmed down and even apologized. I didn't let any of this get me down or drag me into defensive mode so we ended up going out to dinner and having a nice time.
