Give Me Strength

DH left the house somewhere between midnight and 1AM and returned somewhere around 5AM this morning with his brother and parent's dog.

I may have mentioned DH's brother before, but I can't remember what I've said. Currently, he's back living at home, not working and trying to get his shit together. Of course, when you have Narcolepsy, ADHD, and most likely a thick layer of undiagnosed depression (because he won't see another shrink after one accused him of being a drug seeker and not really having ADHD) intertwined and on top of both the other two diagnosis, getting your shit together is a long slow process.

The in-laws are away and BIL went from being in a good mood at 7PM yesterday calling to say he was coming over to spend Saturday with us to calling DH at around midnight crying to say he wasn't coming. So off DH went to do what he could to contain the situation. ("They" say BIL does not have bi-polar, but I wonder sometimes...)

At 5AM when DH came in, I was up feeding Little One, so that worked out so DH could give me a quick summary of what went down, but now I'm trying to keep her, the chatty kitty and the dog quiet while DH and BIL sleep. Sleep it off in the case of the BIL. And of course, the dog is desperate to see the in-laws dog who is in with the BIL. (I want solid doors and good thick insulation between rooms in the next house...whenever or where ever that may be!)

It's not exactly a great start to a weekend. And unfortunately it was a truly crappy ending to a horrible week for DH. Please send good thoughts our way!

EDIT:
I got more info after posting the prior - it was much worse than I could have imagined. The events of last night could be the final straw on the camels back in many ways. I'm just not sure what's going to happen from here...