Our house goes live on the market today. We will find out if we're priced too high (I think we are).

Then we just need to find a home for sale in the neighborhood my wife wants, in a market where we're second only to San Francisco for lowest inventory... it's terrifying.

I also just found a vape pen and juice in my kid's backpack. By kid.... I mean my 16.5 year old. It's funny, I'm not that mad that he has the pen... the juice is just juice... 0% nicotine... so it's not like he's even getting a buzz. I think I'm most upset that he is hiding it... and honestly - the most upsetting part is that I've spend well over $30,000 on his asthmatic lungs throughout his life. Having him vape or smoke or do anything to harm those lungs over which I've lost countless nights of sleep... that just cuts me to the core.

To add insult to injury, he and a friend were making some videos on his iPad - just stupid kid stuff like climbing into storm drains and goofing off... they're using a ton of obscenity (which I care less about) but they were calling each other "ni&&er" and "fa&&ot" - both of which are unused/unacceptable in my home, and completely offensive to who I thought we were as people. The irony is that his best friend at school is african american. I wonder what she would think.

Lot's of emotions at the moment... we'll see how this goes.

But I'm relaxed... and waiting to have a conversation with him. A wise friend who's kids are all now grown gave me the following advice:

Listen more, talk less