Horrible night.
Combination of my reaction to chores not being done and something else that I have no idea what it is got E upset to point of storming out of house. While I continued cleaning I guess he just worked himself up. It was bedtime and his phone was not charging in kitchen where it is supposed to be. I went to him and asked for it, he refused. I did the kindergarten count to 3 thing we used to do, he threw it out of the room. I told him to go to bed and he responded "make me". I told him he could keep trying me, but I would not wake him up for school if he kept this up and if he gets one more tardy he will have disciplinary action from the school. I headed to kitchen to plug in phone. I have not touched him, mind you. I turn around and he has this giant wooden sword (a play sword, but solid wood) raised at me. He is going off at me trying to control him and he pushes the sword toward me and I push it away and he pushes me into the kitchen counters.
I am sure I slapped back at him or pushed, but I just got out of the kitchen and went to take a shower. He gathered all of his electronics and locked himself in his bathroom. He came out once and tried to sneak into my room while I was in bed but I saw him and told him to get out, then I shut my door and went to sleep. Really good times not knowing if you will wake up to your kid gone, dead, trying to hurt you, or what.
He was just asleep in his bed.
Of course I have a friend coming into town tonight and we are going to dinner with grandparents tonight for his early birthday dinner. Of FUCKING course.