Where to begin?

The past 24 hours have been the major suck. My son has managed to lose his cell phone and get in a car accident that smashed out the driver's side window and tore off the side mirror (luckily, he wasn't hurt). His response to all of that? To get so drunk that he couldn't drive himself home. One of his friends drove him home two hours past his curfew. Of course, what was I doing during that two hours? Dialing his cell phone almost non-stop. Of course, since I didn't know that he had lost his cell phone, you can imagine that the voice mails that I was leaving him were becoming more and more frantic. To top it all off, I found a marijuana pipe with his billfold, but he swears it isn't his. I just don't know whether to believe him or not.

I did my share of drinking and my share of drugs when I was younger, but I didn't start until I was in college. He's still in high school. To be honest, I don't have a problem with legalizing marijuana, but it's still illegal right now, and I'd hate to see him get arrested. The drinking bothers me maybe more, because he turned to it to escape from his problems and he doesn't have the good judgement to know when to stop.

I spent today trying to get the window fixed. The soonest that someone can get to it is Monday. We've had weeks of clear weather. Guess what it's doing today? If you guessed raining, you'd be right. He says that he's going to help pay for a new cell phone, the window, and the mirror. I don't know how, though. He's been saying since December that he's going to get a job, but it hasn't happened yet.

I'm so hurt, angry, disappointed, and frustrated right now. Yes, I know teenagers are going to make mistakes and I am so thankful that he wasn't hurt. It's just more than I can deal with right now. I just want to curl up on the bed and cry.